I Crave The Forbidden Fruit

On the surface he was a loving husband, a wonderful father, and deeply respected among peers in his chosen career. 
A successful man, that was certain. 
...but there was a darkness in him, that complemented my own in the most perfect...

The forbidden fruit,I crave it,But first things first,What exactly is it?

He may have your body, but it seems like you're giving me more and more of your heart.I long for the day i'll be able to touch you, kiss you, taste you. Is that wrong of me? possibly. but at the moment, it feels so right.

I do crave it
I think about it often
Yet I never act on my cravings
Or admit to them
Because if I did, you would not like me anymore
You would think of me as evil for having those cravings
You would look at at me with disgust
And ask me...

I wouldn't say I crave them. I mean, Eve didn't really even crave them, she was just curious. But yeah, apples are pretty cool. Glad to see there's an apple fan club on EP.

Last year I was I manitoba with a number of people from my regiment to help with the floods. We started passing around hard drives so we could trade movies and porn. I was direct to a couple folders that I might be interested in. One of...

I don't even blame Eve for tasting that shit. I love apples, man. Like, you have no idea. I would've eaten that shit up in a second. Fuck you, God. Making apples illegal and shit.

Call me crazy, call me stupid, but there's no feeling quite like it.It's like a passionate dance, one that leaves you wanting more.Panting.It keeps you stuck on small moments... things that you would otherwise take for granted. A smile...

I was reading this memoir of an English Lit Professor in Iran.   Apparently some of her students go into trouble for eating their apples in a sudductive manner.  So I said to my friend Cat, "How do you eat apples seductively?"  She...

I had that dream again last night. The one where he takes me by the arm & leads me to a place that is just our own.
I feel his eyes as he moves around me, bared.
His hand on my shoulder, the cue to kneel.
I feel every kiss, every...

We are spoiled, very spoiled. We have eaten of the fruit.  And although it is such sweet and tasty fruit it is also tart and slightly lethal to our distinct souls. We become one as the juice drips from our lips, leaving them hot, soft...