L.C. McQuillen
11.07.17
You were my
Forbidden fruit
But I’ve never
Been good with
Regulation
It made you
All the more
Entrancing
Eyeing you
From the other side
Of the garden
Always in my reach
Alcohol and desire
Tempting me farther
I bit you
And you bit back
And this one night
Of flavour
Of misbehaviour
Wilted you
Rotted you
For I couldn’t
Put you back
On the tree.