I think the world of you
But I wonder if your world
Even has me in it,
So I take a bite
Out of the apple
In your outstretched hand.
I lick the corner of my mouth
While you stare hungrily,
Eyes beckoning me to join you.
And loving you, is
Taking another step in the dark
Towards the precipice.
Each step has me
Shaking and uncertain,
But the danger, is alluring.
