Original Sin

I don’t know how or why,

But I was tempted

To sip a delicious time

From a glass of sin.

I obeyed.

I tasted in reluctance.

And I was shuddered

As it was bitter sweet.

I did not expect to like it.

But since that day I remained with silent lips…

And I kept silent

As I was wondering:

“What would have happened if during that sip

I would have tasted the flavor of his soul?”

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