Led Not into Temptation

A glimpse at identity...

Sticky, pink acrylic drips down the wall.

Happy lilies dance proudly inside the child’s masterpiece.

Purple fingernails sparkle in the light

as he points towards the glossy garden. 

Prancing proudly in the garden

like Wendy in Neverland.

Laughing loudly to the sun

as bright beams bounce off his rose blushed cheeks.

Precious fruit, ripe breasts

sitting silently in the tree.

Soft lips, tempting tongue

whisper in his ear.

Quiet garden

echoing secrets.

Cold breeze makes Adam hide.

Taunting fig leaves blow.

Stones thrown.

Sticky red paints the apple tree.

Purple polish slowly chips away.

Fig leaves cover the pink paint.

He sits against the apple tree

and lays his paintbrush to rest.