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Forbidden fruit

  • Emma B. Spears
  • Aug 29
  • 1 min read

I know I shouldn’t pick the forbidden fruit

sink my teeth into you

Tasting the sweet nectar

Circling my tongue inside

Pick at the scab

Let it bleed out all over my white dress

I want that midnight shadow to leave marks

Not normally my type

Rough hands against my waist

It’s a sickness what I want

Biting into the forbidden fruit

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