A devil, a temptress, a siren
Calling to me, drawing me in:
Your brothers and sisters an army
Of delight invading my soul,
Staring down from perches on high,
Teasing in their torment of guilt and shame.
Oh how I long to wrap my lips around such forbidden ecstasy,
Lose myself in the pleasure of this sin,
Suckle on the nectar of the gods
Disguised as nature’s cutest,
But in truth the evil of the snake’s darkest desire
To woo you with deception
That this is good.
Oh yes, goodness cannot be denied
But not in the way to cleanse our bodies,
Nor can we reject or repel the rapture we feel
Rejoicing as the last morsel is taken in
To disappear without trace
Behind a woeful smile of bliss.
On one of the many diets I’d tried over the years, any goodies were classed as sins, and you were allowed so many a day. With Easter just around the corner with its chocolate bunnies and shelf upon shelf of Easter Eggs in the supermarkets, I sympathise with everyone trying not to give in to temptation. 🙂