The Forbidden Garden

Perfume in a forbidden garden.

Desires hidden behind friendly smiles.

Paradise held no inhibitions.

Society celebrates the variety

Of nearly all.

But some falls

Can not be forgiven.

So Adam waits

Though the Devil prates

Of outdated convention.

But the fruit

Is not quite ripe.

	K Morris Poet on Table Dancing
	K Morris Poet on Table Dancing
	V.M.Sang on Table Dancing
	K Morris Poet on Table Dancing
	K Morris Poet on Indifference

K Morris – Poet