Team Eve

A poem about desire

It's funny how desirable the forbidin fruit is
You can look
You can long
But you can't touch
It'll never be yours
Even if it never caught your eye before
Even if you've never held it on any perticular pedistal
When it's taken out of arms reach
This ball of yearning ignites
This glowing blaze forms in the pit of your stomach
it grows and grows
it spreads and spreads
Outstreched, it reaches every inch of your bones.
You can feel it pumping though your veins
Until it arrives
And now it's at your heart
And it completely enfolds you.



TBC..