Forbidden Fruit

There,
within reach,
hangs an immature heart.
It’s sweetness so tempting
and having traveled far for its knowledge.
Loneliness will be a memory now.
Twisting and pulling,
the fruit comes undone at your hand.
Savor the taste of an unrequited love,
not of your garden
but of another.

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