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Apr 15
Eve
She dances around the apple tree,
as Adam watches her innocent beauty
Naked-ness but with no seduction
They are both free from a shameful tease.

There's an apple that she can't resist,
The temptation of such the delicious
She decides no harm to take a bite,
And when she does comes the blight.

Sin is born and their bodies become shameful,
They cover themselves with leaves and trigs.
And seduction is born to lust as born to passion
And their bodies become sinful as the rain drips.

The wetness of Eve's lovely skin and her hair,
and green eyes is more than Adam can bare.
Such beauty and the virtue of this ******
He wishes as before his eyes couldn't see.
Fallen Angel
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Fallen Angel  45/M/Singapore
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