Forbidden Fruit

gazing from a safe distance

unashamed of his own wonton lust

he watched my perfect shape

eyes transfixed to exquisite goodness

hardened hands itched to reach out

caress the smoothness of my skin

gently pluck perfection from its source

smell the tantalizing sweetness of hidden flesh

allow consciousness to detour down a road not yet traveled

taste life’s juices trickling lazily down his welcoming throat

filled to overflowing with ripened satisfaction.

681010-Man Holding Mango

 

© 2016

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