Her forbidden fruit by Night the Author

Taking a bite and tasting..
Her forbidden fruit.
I lust after its taste And to caress the shape.

Was it not used to tempt me?
Am I wrong for tasting it?
Although, the taste might..
Scar me.

Who has sacrificed what?
For lusting to satisfy
The needs of one.
Its selfish..its wrong.

My path is now soiled.
was I following The father's ways..
Or could I have chosen
Another way..another time.

Its done now.
My manhood's shield
Is broken. Shame is hanging..
Over me. Do I face it?
Or move on?
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