Forbidden Fruit

If I were to taste the corners of your frigid mouth
would my own lips burn with the heat of a million flames?
You are tainted, forbidden fruit. The proverbial apple,
fall of paradise and curse of Eve.

Yet you are Heaven in a handbasket and Hell in a ice storm.
Warm, wonderful words formed by your accursed lips and
cold calculating deeds done by your hands.

Demonic captor or fallen man? Son of the preacher or of Sam?
Serpent tongue, eyes like swords burrowing thru my flesh and bone
'til the sting of reality hits every once sleeping nerve.

I continue along my crooked path seeking you always
but stopping before I find the golden key.
To drink of my all knowing chalice is not your right.
To burn eternally underneath your icy all seeing stares is not mine.
Eden's lost nothing but gained another admirer.
Alone I walk again blame engulfing, consuming in its fiery last hurrah.

Tempted and tortured, Godly and Godless.
Worthy and worthless. I burn.

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