It’s not okay
i think about you
Way too often
It’s beyond kosher
Though god created adam eve
After he came up with
The apple they eat
Must we be
Rooted in this desire
Before me
Your fruit hangs
Just beyond reach
Eternal purgatory
A touch of lust
Growing in the absence of
A single drop
Sinful it may be to long
For it
But your taste must be sublime
If Eden wasn’t enough
To still this kind of thirst
Of wanting
No wonder
I crave it so bad
So beyond heavenly
Abandoned the idea of peace
All i know
I must have
Inside of