I want what I can't and shouldn't have. My eyes looks ahead in the forbidden light that is you. You, who is the forbidden fruit. It's you who lours me in with your sweet and juicy promises whispering in my ear. My mind says no but my body says yes. It screams yes for that forbidden touch. It screams yes for that forbidden yet familiar kiss. So ripe and lushes that forbidden fruit. I tell myself it is wrong. It's wrong to desire that forbidden fruit. A fruit so great my tongue can still remember the flavor. You capture me in your forbidden eyes, reading me like an open book. I try to resist your power and your everlasting ecstasy, but my weakness for you, you who is the forbidden fruit is too great and I devour you, you who is the forbidden fruit. It tastes like life itself and your juices flow through my veins.