Forbidden Fruit Poem by Kewayne Wadley

In dreams
All it takes is a taste of light
dancing through the shadows.
There isn't much time before the morning comes.
And I wake.
Your essence whispers of forbidden fruit.
Tantalizing to a mouth that thirsts through its slumber.
No longer dwelling in a home of solitude.
I've found you where my dreams indeed come true.
In the silence of the night.
I forever thirst in a dream that painstakingly
Feels real.
A fruit tantalizing to the taste.
Where boundaries between stomachs and mouths
Do not exist