An aura of rosy magentence encircles her. Rich, enticing, and addictive, she leaves trails viscous and compoted with her sweetness. Darker the berry, sweeter the fruit. Drunk off her own indulgence, she exemplifies the beauty of organic ecstasy. Completely rouge, no space is left untouched as she pursues meaning and pleasure to fill her heart’s depths. 

It’s hard not to get lost in the waves as her passion draws you closer. That’s why she’s so attractive…so dangerous. She represents every fantasy I could possibly dream of. You want me? I’ll overwhelm you.

“All good things come to those who wait” is haphazardly abided by when I’m near her. Locked in enchantment as she embodies intoxication, I’m lost in a delirium I pray will intensify. Why don’t I want to resurface?

If the apple represents Knowledge, the ripe berry represents Pleasure.