Forbidden Fruit
She entered the room
And sat on a chair by the window.
The rays from the sun
Lit up her hair like a halo.
She reached over to take
A ripe nectarine from the bowl;
Her teeth glinted white
As she took her first bite of the fruit.
A pear and banana
Were next to follow with gusto.
She stretched like a cat
Before going outside to the pool.
Pursued by eyes
Admiring the grace of her walk,
An innocent child
Masquerading in an adult’s disguise.
Photo: Flickr.com
©DGA
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06/07/2010 at 8:31 am
Clever, rather sultry 🙂
(I’m back online!)
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06/07/2010 at 8:58 am
Yes – didn’t get it quite right. I actually meant it as a warning to young girls! I’ll do the pervs another time.
Yay – it is dreadful to be cut off!
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06/07/2010 at 4:07 pm
I edited the last two lines – perhaps you saw the earlier post?
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06/07/2010 at 8:46 am
Lovely poem Adee. So many young girls look adult to prying eyes. HUGS
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06/07/2010 at 9:00 am
Thanks, Rea. Btw, loved your post re Pathetic Paris!
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06/07/2010 at 9:12 am
Lovely imagery….
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06/07/2010 at 9:33 am
Thanks, NA. How’s Granny1947? I see she hasn’t posted for a couple of days.
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06/07/2010 at 9:24 pm
It makes me sick to my stomach that young girls can’t grow into their own worth without some sick pervert wanting to steal their youth. Don’t you just sometimes want to use a stun gun in the most sensitive of places just to teach them a lesson? 😦
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07/07/2010 at 4:27 am
Oh yes, Lyndatjie!
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