The Forbidden Fruit

Last night, i buried my thoughts
alive.
Six feet beneath the ground,
covered in sands of temptation,
guilt,
seeking redemption.
From,
this discreet seduction,
firing my desires
to yonder heights.

Like a colony of fireflies
shining in a low-lit garden
i followed this path to ruin
ignited by an alluring duplicity
of passion sediment-ed
in sheer innocence of youth.

We began with timid smiles of care
touch in secret corners
we could hear our minds speak
to each other
melting every iceberg of fear
in the oceans of our hearts

A rustle of emotions began
like leaves seeking freedom
from the slavery of confinement.
We became bound in rhythm and songs
as we held hands
walking in the garden of Eden.

We saw the serpent
when we kissed
deceitfully urging us to
eat this forbidden fruit
which

          tasted

                  'GREAT'
with consequences that
will send ripples of unrest
across the calm rivers
of our souls.

Last night,
I ate the forbidden fruit
and created a typhoon of emotions
sweeping away
the remains of values left in me.

I am now a city of insanity.
A glitch in space.
seeking redemption.
From,
this discreet temptation,
firing my desires
to yonder heights.

© Danny El