My reflection in her blooming eyes,
The corners of her mouth betray her vice.
Back and forth like a scarlet tide,
Her hair splashes from side to side.
Her silhouette in my consuming eyes,
Peeling away the vestiges of her disguise.
Intertwined, our souls take flight,
As we gasp for air, in the dead of the night.
My voice reverberating in her ears,
One of her many mental souvenirs.
A taste of the forbidden fruit,
And we strayed far from the righteous route.
Her breath ringing in my ears,
The ecstasy clearing away my fears.
Echoing the sins of our fathers,
Us, nothing more than hypocritical lovers.
Struck by primal longing.
My passion landed on her fragile, restless face,
Like the immaculate raindrops of a distant autumn.
I drew back as her head cushioned upon my bosom.