Standing there, blessed by holy light. You were the epitome of purity.
Yet in your hands lies the forbidden fruit dyed in your colours.
The scene, so contrasting, so perfectly in tune it blinded my eyes and stirred my senses.
All the strength I've gathered was useless, yet I crawled towards the hem of your skirt.
I crawled and crawled and I finally reach, lying there kissing your feet.
You hastily kneeled, damaging your knees and hanged the fruit right above my head.
I tilted upward and lay my teeth into the fruit and finally get to see shape of your smile.
I further lose control, bless my shadow in your light and enjoy the euphoria.