Tree of Innocence

A dilemma

As I stared at your fruits,

my lips became wet.

As I looked at your leaves,

my palms started to sweat.

 

As I was faced with your trunk,

my mind soared as a dove.

As I've noticed your roots,

I knew I'm in love.

 

Dare I taste from your fruits?

so delicious they seem.

Dare I pick from your leaves

in this mid-summer dream?

 

Dare I drill in your trunk

and drink your sweet nectar?

Dare I cut all your roots

and still love you forever?

Author's Note

No, this is not a pro-pedophilia poem, or anything of that matter.
Innocence is in all of us.

Reviews

[waywithwords]

I do agree my friend innocence is in us all at sometime or another. You have shown a lovely poem in your brilliant imagery. Take good care care. Anne.xxx

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

Very sensual - can be read on many levels. Well done - this reminds me of my poem 'The Room' in its mysterious undertaking. Thank you.
Light,
Siddartha

[Nova]

Like they said it doesn't sound pro-pedophilia. This says alot of what society has to go through by means of peer presure to do something for themselves or a loved one.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that this was great.

[Beautifully Tragic xPoe..]

didnt sound like a pedophilia thing to me. this was good, so what you talkin' about?