</>Eat the fruits of the Forbidden,
Savor every juicy delicate dropp that has fallen past your lips,
Dripping onto bare flesh,
the Frobidden fruit dost taste the best,
when her fruit dost drip,
with the flavor of such forbidden love.
Ah, forbidden fruit, the eupheism for forbidden love since Christianity became popular. Quite breathtaking the way you wrote this.
'Eat the fruits of the Forbidden, Savor every juicy delicate dropp that has fallen past your lips, ' Ha! Ha! Ha! I am little tickled and giggled by your mouth-watering tempting poem this. R u speaking about the Forbidden fruit mentioned the bible. Anyways, I relish this poem romantic! :) :) :) :)
sometimes, but it usually gets one into trouble too.. but the smell is too sweet.. like your poem.. Cat
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
:) . Crimson Love, you entice the mind of readers. If you were a painter you'd probably be like Michelangelo... Everything that's good to us, is not right for us. Even forbidden fruit. Look what happened to Eve in the end. Only suffering...