Forbidden Sin

 

To clinch passionately, to embrace the sweet nectar that consumes you makes my patience thrust deep within my being. Though forbidden this fruit is, I cant help but fantasize the overwhelming feeling of forethought that persuades my decision to overlook the consequence. You are the shadow that follows me insuring my soul that an angel overlooks and protects me from the evils around. Why should I begin when knowing there is no end, your presence is like the light at the end of the tunnel that seems to never get closer but seems to move away with every step. A fruit that is last to be picked, ripe within and out with no flaws, no abrasions, PERFECT, in every aspect . Thus, the reason for this lusting sensation I have rushing through my veins pulsating my emotions for the subtle touch of your skin. I am in sin, for the church says that lust is one of the seven deadly sins, but yet I am still compelled to you as if oracle. I shall only await the time, the date, the moment in which my hands be placed upon this Goddess that Heaven has embraced this world upon so that I may be the blessed soul to grasp, to hold, to caress this

 

Forbidden Sin