Forbidden Fruit
Am I to pick the ripened grape,
And separate it from the source?
Or do I simply watch and wait
And catch it falling without force?
So barren is the ground below
That yearns to taste of heaven’s fall
Although her boughs are sturdy grown,
Her trunk – unwavering and tall
Do I deserve to be denied
The bliss that beckons from above?
Or should I brave an upward climb
And steal away a selfish love?
Copyright © Nick Ruff | Year Posted 2008
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