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The Sweetest Fruit
The sweetest fruit has a look
beware the suppers who wish to test
what’s been sampled will then be grasped
felling masters with greedy tastes
beauty is seen to be an end
by a queen or castaway
opens doors at a glance
the promise made of succulence
luring all to their doom
no matter station they may hold
seduction is another name
for the mastery now impaired
this fate is cast upon desire
a spell as ancient as the sun
assures damnation for a soul
when the flesh dominates
so round and firm to the touch
without a blemish set by time
this is the plate of offering
at the altar of power’s fall
delicious morsels that could accede
bend the knee in vassalage
will instead enthrall the high
ready victims to tasty lies.
© 2018. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20181114.
beware the suppers who wish to test
what’s been sampled will then be grasped
felling masters with greedy tastes
beauty is seen to be an end
by a queen or castaway
opens doors at a glance
the promise made of succulence
luring all to their doom
no matter station they may hold
seduction is another name
for the mastery now impaired
this fate is cast upon desire
a spell as ancient as the sun
assures damnation for a soul
when the flesh dominates
so round and firm to the touch
without a blemish set by time
this is the plate of offering
at the altar of power’s fall
delicious morsels that could accede
bend the knee in vassalage
will instead enthrall the high
ready victims to tasty lies.
© 2018. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20181114.
Published 15th Nov 2018
Author's Note
The poem “The Sweetest Fruit” was written at the prompt of a drawing. A vivacious Snow White held court over a group of corrupted dwarfs. She had retained her young beauty, though it appeared to be tainted by a cold evil cast.
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