Forbidden Fruit


He emerged out of nowhere and crawled into the creeps of darkness.

Into this black little dark maroon heart

– pounding, jaded, skeptical; swore never to feel anything, for anyone.

but like an icky blob of hue he seeped through,

Fingers trailing down the skin,

Icy cold,

yet full of passion.

Inner fiery pits of fire

Fingers clawed her ivory skin.

Heavy panting.

leaving her screaming and wanting for more.

“Pls don’t stop!”

Only then did she realise,

She can never have him all to herself.

She couldn’t.

He already belonged to someone else.

What is she then?


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