I was longer than desire,
Longer, even, than a bible lesson.
I had no legs to stand on,
But I had backbone--
Miles of it.
I swung low from my branch like a rain cloud;
Falling was inevitable--
At least I kept it graceful.
"See how smooth I am,
How sinuous," I whispered.
"And with a tongue like you wouldn't believe."
And spun her wedding ring.
"Don't be a shit head," she cautioned me.
My red and yellow diamonds made me look like a playing card;
I posed a wager with myself--
Rattling as innocently as a baby.
Swinging my pretty heart-shaped head near her ear,
I said all the unprintable things
That a girl might like to hear.
She blushed, bit her lip,
Shivered, then said she had to go--
"At least take this apple," I urged, wrapping myself around her shoulders.
I knew from the start how special she was,
How divine, how discreet, how venomous--
She took the fruit in her fine sharp teeth,
Filled it with promise.