To the apple tree
I lead you
with your hand held on to mine
To the juicy red
which I'll tempt you to devour,
so I can claim you as mine
We reach the bottom
and above us hangs
a single ruby red
I reach my hand up
and pick it from the tree
Holding it in front of your face
your eyes are drawn to it
and you take a bite
Now,
dear angel,
you're mine
forever and ever I shall keep you
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Fallen
PoetryA sweet angel falls from the heavens and a demon catches him in the Garden of Eden and the demon claims the angel by having him take an apple from one of the Garden's trees. Over time this unlikely pair falls in love and the demon tells his side of...
