Edwina Reizer (12/22/1937 / LAKEWOOD, NJ)
The Forbidden Apple
He, who has walked into my life
does not understand my plight.
How can he know the forbidden fruit
that I taste in my dreams at night?
I taste the apple that Eve did
and give in to the woman I am.
And he is oblivious to all of this
and I doubt that he gives a damn.
You say I am too hard on him.
You say you think me wrong?
I say he is too hard on me.
I say he does not long
to devour the fruit that tempted me
or know what the taste does.
So he, who walked into my life
is not who I dreamed he was.
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