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Click hereThe Apple Seed
I wait
For his text
To let me know
He wants me
A fraction
Of how much
I want
Him
I want to be
His cum slut
His mistress
His dirty secret
The uprise
In his pants
The subject
Of his fantasies
It can never be more
Because our love
Is forbidden
The fruitful tree
In the garden
I watch
From a distance
Although his apple
Is Worth biting
Tasting
Snacking
And savoring
I cannot eat
An apple a day
No matter
How shiny
And sweet
He cums with consequences
His skin
His bitterness
His tart
His core
His seed
Therefore
I go to bed
Always Hungry
And Wanting
Another bite
I love the bitter taste of this poem. The longing desire only to be left wanting more. The real thing. Very well written.