By Michael (starting his own car alone)
Date: 29 May 2000
Apple
She looked at me.
Devilishly.
Holding a green apple.
Sucking the life.
Out of one end.
Gives a whole new meaning
To come bite the apple.
I said
As she looked at me
With knowing eyes
and a beautiful smile.
As she laughed at my remark.
And I smiled
fiendishly.
Wondering if that apple
Would grant me
wisdom
or be my
eternal damnation.
Again.
I was thinking
It would be worth it.
I already feel damned
In my own prison.
But I was distracted
By an earthborn angel (Shannon)
Not sent to save me.
And I know
I would have bitten that apple.
If it would grant me
Her heart.
Or
Her number.
Which isn't quite.
An original sin.
God keeps saving me
But
I can't help wanting
To sin
With someone
Special.
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