I had my fill of lazy afternoons
of forbidden fruit
plucked off the poisoned vine
I listened to the devil softly croon
sending shivers down my spine
I lost my innocence too soon
like a milk tooth
in sweet persimmon wine
I’ll dig your grave with teaspoons
as your half truths
5 responses to “persimmon”
Really well written ….. heavy!!
Thanks, Resa! Hey by the way you had a tiny guest appearance in one of my short stories about a week ago 🙂
THANKS!!! Heading there now!