I am waiting for your call today!
"I feel like
Im in that garden again
and that tree is there too
you remember, the one I shouldn't touch
the one was I forbidden to touch
but damn
I would love to taste the nectar it provides just once
I mean it's there
the fruit needing to be picked
the sweetness needing to be devoured
what is it really here for anyway
its too perfect to be used for a test
I walk past it all the time
wondering if it wants to be tasted
and if it did, what would I do
I hear it whispering to me
trying to seduce my inner faults
Would I climb that tree
and engulf myself in the
opportunity of becoming
drunk with the formalities
of tasting a substance so intoxicating
so pure
Once tasted the desire of a force
so unfathomable
will ignite every cell in my being
from the essence not so expected
a sweetness too uncontrollable
What would I do with that fruit in my hand
knowing once bitten my eyes will be open my thoughts impure, tainted
full of knowledge of my wrong doings
in full view of my nakedness
What do I do
What do I do.....?"
