Appetite for the ripe,
the darkest of sinful wants.

Upon the first bite,
I am immediately drawn-
to the temptation of lust.

You** took a piece of me
I don't even want back

But what I do
Is you.

Like an elastic band,
Kindness expands beyond,
I feel like it's a bad luck charm of sort.

You don't acknowledge it-
Like you should, love.

I'm taken back,
By this cold
Fact.

I hear your voice at the back
Of my head,
I feel a skip where the beat
Should be.

One step forward but never
Much progress
In that.