once upon, i shed tears for you, for you i did, the fruit from which i was forbidden, even just to touch? everything i wanted—that song i rocked on innocently, unacquainted with temptation.
but the tree, the tree reached out and i partook of its fruit, pleasures, sweetness. twice on my tongue, like honey in your brown eyes and often i’d plummet with sighs and salted eyes, thrice, like the beginning, birthing Pain to lose Abel on the fourth. and maybe,
this could be my carousel love,
it could be life i’d relish, like that game for you,
lost, beguiled like Eve to Samael. the death of me.
but, maybe i needed life.
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