The Sacred Fruit-
The Sacred Fruit
Sweet, tis sweet your spirit soul;
Heated is the color of your eyes;
Round is the passions squared path;
Sour is the vegetated wrath;
Bound by the goodness;
Sweet is your goodness;
Pleasure is the goodness;
That aura that surrounds your soul and body
Yet in the garden you are the forbidden flower;
Sweet and tart you are,
You’re my sacred fruit,
The sacred fruit of my heart;
5/12/2021
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
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