Out of shame and denial,
Comes a different kind of passion.
Forbidden fruit dripping with flames of lust.
Day by day I let thoughts of you,
Bleed into me.
Coagulating in my veins,
Taking over the core of my being.
Lipstick trails slide down an eager torso.
My fingers in your hair,
Pulling your lips deeper into my skin.
Anticipating the moment,
When you meet my feminine rosebud,
Where the long awaited climax,
Will finally begin.
Until then I will continue to dream.
Looking at your pictures,
Wishing they were taken with me.
I know in my heart,
That one day I will get the chance,
To taste the forbidden fruit,
I have craved for so long.
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