TRUTH

Lick the pretty purple
of forbidden fruit
that I hold to your lips.
 
Remember the shape
you love to
kneel, and feel.
 
So bold am I
to place it forcefully
between your thighs.
 
Only the truth
is what you
give to me.
 
Delving deep,
take the evidence
of that truth.
 
Speaking not a word,
but heard as you sigh
while your hips never lie.
 
And once again
I offer to your
quivering lips
 
a taste of this plum,
made sweeter more
by what it glistens from.