Forbidden Fruit
A Valentine's Day Poem in Fifty Words
How I hunger for you in my heart
And your fire burns within my bones
Your touch solicits all temptations
From deep inside my soul
Oh what I would not give
To be Eve in Eden’s time
For I would pluck you from God’s tree
Be my forbidden fruit divine
About the Creator
Rae Fairchild (MRB)
I love to write; putting pen to paper fills my heart and calms my soul!
Rae Fairchild is my pen name. (Because why not? Pseudonyms are cool!)
I do publish elsewhere under my real name, M.R.B.
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Comments (2)
So passionate!
What an intense poem. Well done!