Friday, September 9, 2011

Do Not Partake

By Linda Way

You opened the door and I walked through it
Tempted by Heavenly morsels from your Sunday feast
My heart desired to have it all, and for a moment
I distracted myself from the sun shining brightly outside
Then I regained my senses
Slamming the door shut behind me
Beautiful colors, like the color of love
Flammed my imagination
I desired to take a bite
But some fruit once bitten leaves a bitter taste
or worse yet......Poison