Wouldn't it be terrible
if the fruit was so unbearable
It made you lust for its flesh
With a passion too incredible to resist

Forbidden fruit

You couldn't resist the ****
The way it tastes in your mouth

i laid in your palm
A playdough
Like
You out of me
Formed
One thought
we ate of

Wouldn't it be terrible
if the fruit was so unbearable
we could blame it on the lust

The snake told us we could be Gods
If we ate of what we knew we shouldn't

we ate the apple and left the *******
On the foot of the fall

It was terrible
the taste of miserable failure
to the God we loved

But the fruit was unbearable
when you have everything else
But what we couldn't have
created a want
With a desire whispered by the liar
In horns

Wouldn't it be terrible
if the fruit was left alone
And the parable could be
About  how we resist   one

Wouldn't it be terrible
if we had a second chance
The ******* sits on the floor
Of the coming at task
Like a thief in the night
With the jewels in his bag

He says
The terrible has yet
to come
Here