sweet rotten fruits

My insides inverted outward as        
her intence eye matched mines        
the fricton burst the room into flames        
         
Sweat dripped from her pores, mine were doing the same, I anlysed her every line that swerved wich triggered our        
 brains to bring vision of my lips pressing against hers our naked skin touching burning our  tender nerve ending as I'm pressing into her hips the pressure turns emissive, A glisten interrupted. ......        
Her ring finger illuminated  with a diamond that my energy had no hand      
In creating mocking me ,saying this dream is off limits,        
Her gaze faded into the floor with the moment,  our shoulders met at a cross road of opposite motives, I took a step to exit,        
My thoughts invaded my morality showing me parts of myself I wouldn't rather see grabbing her fragile hand like a twing pulling her into my gravitational spin and in the glimmer of  tainted moon light striping her ring finger bare then enoying the unholy drips of forbidden fruits, letting our taste buds lust in our Passionate youth but to change her,        
And watch such a beauty decay is an ugly truth I wouldnt choose to face, so I turned away and so did she.