Low Hanging Fruit

Would you let me try your fruit? The mere thought of such fruit causes me to lose myself A fruit so sweet, it remains incomparable to any other fruit I can imagine I’ve been searching far and wide for something so sweet And I’ve found it in you But don’t give it to me sparingly […]

Would you let me try your fruit?

The mere thought of such fruit causes me to lose myself

A fruit so sweet, it remains incomparable to any other fruit I can imagine

I’ve been searching far and wide for something so sweet

And I’ve found it in you

But don’t give it to me sparingly

For after I try this fruit, there is no going back

Forget it, I’m past the point of no return

Nothing is as sweet anymore

I only have a craving for your fruit

I sit under shade of a large tree and I gnash on this divine delicacy

After I’ve eaten it, there is a feeling of emptiness dwelling in me

I thought the fruit was what I was searching for all along

But now that I’ve tasted it

I don’t know if things will ever be the same

Did I reach the pinnacle of my existence with this sweet divine fruit?

Or is there more to life?

I wander around aimlessly searching for something that can fill the absence of that fruit but all I find is

Low hanging fruit

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Author: artisticapathy

Since I was in grade school I’ve loved to create. I wrote and illustrated whole worlds since I was able. When I was a little older I directed home movies with my friends. It’s safe to say I’ve always had a thing for the arts. It’s something that’s as much me as my physical makeup. This blog was a re-commitment to that self. Here I can be expressive, provocative, enlightening, whatever. I love to write.

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