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"Crawling toward paradise.
It was your tongue that told Eve
to lick the forbidden fruit.
Imagine the precise moment
Innocence was met with sin.
One last moment of perfect love
and I had to watch your mouth part
in utter silence as the world was drenched
by the heavenly perfume of the lost garden.
Now, a little fine petite sex kitten
moves in slow motion as she is
submerged in the same temptation
felt toward the forbidden fruit.
It was as if her lips were created simply to be damned,
and damned by the Angels that created her perfect sunlight."