Apples

An apple shines in the light with a glow far brighter than any other fruit. Forbidden gestures press needles under nails with one escape. Desire breathes frost to freeze passing thoughts, and a single goal holds her mind. She finds her hands clenched around the red pomegranate, pulls it off, and takes a bite with a malicious smile.

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