(unsaid)
"pluck the forbidden fruit, dear," he said...
as he handed me the vine.
"the taste is sweet, nutured by the Divine..."
marveling my hesitation, I reach out...
his eyebrow gave a surprised raise,
and his lips, pout,
gingerly, he let go
as it the vine bounced back in place...
enamoring confusion,
my hand and the vine race...
and its sweet smelling nectar
left wanting in its place...
(unsaid)
1 comment:
Your baby is doing well!! WEll at tearing up my house with Chassis!! :) hahaha They are being so good and stuff. A lot of diddling in the house though. I wish I had a back yard for them
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