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