Forbidden Fruit

Forbidden fruit, often dreamed of, but . . . forbidden -

FORBIDDEN FRUIT

Ripe forbidden fruit,
my hunger rises,
needed just one touch
to ease this hungry want.

I feel you near, your
nearness excites me,
I roam, seeking secret places,
to be found, explored, and tasted.

Wanting to move as one,
sighing softly, tongues entwined,
desiring, cries of pleasure
mounting, breathless, gasping,

this climax of our union, this
forbidden fruit I bite that tastes so good.