Twilight

 
Ghostly white, drained of pulsing fluid:
                                       hands grasp.

Around the forbidden fruit, it’s vibrancy glossy
in anguish.

Penetrate the amber outer shell and reap nectar from
citrus flesh.

For all that is beautiful and crafted so, doth bid farewell to
unassuming foe.

In perplex duality this rareness show to entertain the likes of an
imaginative soul.

Against black backdrop rays of yellow-orange ambience illuminates a
trudging heart.