Temptation

I see this perfect moon-lit night with million heart-shaped stars in sight ill-clad with none but drooping leaves a fig-tree fraught with a disease its beauty once majestic spoilt in battle lost ‘gainst arid soil Against all odds with all its might a lone fig struggling to the light I near the tree with footsteps sure and marvel at perfection pure a beauty of blue-blooded type abstained for years I match its ripe Then common sense lets turmoil in footsteps once sure now uncertain like Eve had been that first aeon I’m gripped twixt hard rock and a stone: like angels do, with caution tread or foolishly go right ahead? I gaze to heav’n the slightest while a star winks with the merest smile I wink back once, fig’s beauty draws no human born without its flaws entranced, I reach to nature’s art a softness settles in my heart I’m awestruck by my juicy dish on first bite I will make a wish I pare my find with great aplomb perfection glows within its womb I wish upon my luscious feast well soon I too would be deceased The love was pure twixt you and me from knee-high way past puberty your final gift bore on bent knee aware your last meal it would be our fig we shared with great delight first you, then me, alternate bites Heart’s softness hardens, deeply torn a lone tear in each eye is born they multiply, become yet more in memory of our days of yore this perfect fig brought none but pain no fig will pass my lips again ************************************