# Apple

Дарина Юрьевна Татаринова

I'm jealous of the apple

Of its privilege of having your teeth marks

And shamelessly running its juice down your pretty chin

Brazenly being on your tongue in a broad daylight

While I'm counting the seconds until we are all alone...

And to think I gave this debauched fruit to you!

Does my gaze get too intense or you're reading my mind?

Our makeup's already a mess, so we can... yes or yes

I have to be a better man

Sane and professional

It's funny to mention it

I'd not just violate workplace rules I'd kill for a chance to kiss you

And taste the sunlight on your skin

Against a wall or pull you into my lap...

My mind is blank

Fall like a sunkissed apple in my hands

We can always be careful let's be happy instead