I have tasted the nectar of forbidden fruit

Its juices are sweet, sticky and quenching to the taste

Its skin soft to the touch

He accepts my bite as an invitation to sample me.

He caressed my mind, made love to my heart, driving me

To a place I've never been.

With each thrust I'm being drawn in

Like the smoke of a blunt.

With each kiss, touch or caress I have been mesmerized

Yes, like a crack head I'm hooked, wanting a taste every chance I get

Not caring who knows or who sees

Yes, I've tasted the nectar of forbidden fruit

and that fruit is you