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Apple Grapple

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cradled in my palms
round shiny and red
the promise of sweetness
all in my head
is he the serpent
that tempted eve
if i bite
will i bleed
fingers on keys
dash spring and prance
taking the chance

pink hues

muave shades

veiled flesh

taunts and evades

from the grasp and fondle

the kiss and nuzzle

of a man ensconced

by copper and resins

the apple grapple
cripples
mind and morals
shrivel
desire's juices
dribble
nothing's left to this
drivel

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Playful and profound. I enjoyed it. More please!

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