I am poison
Filled with lust and mess
Blood where juice belongs,
Greed.
I hang low
But I am of the freshness of God's garden.
I am holy, aren't i?
There are so few of me
Am I special still?
The woman,she's found me
Shiny,loving,succulent
I am radiance
The woman's soft lips
Take the evil out of me
As if she knew the violence to come
So she remained as soft as one could be
Her hair fell from her head like a bow
Among shoulders and bosom
The richness and courseness of every girl to bloom
The sunlight kisses us so daintily
But she feels like fire against my peel.
I may not have a choice in the matter
But heaven is inside me
And I have made it
From within this garden