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Her window sill bore a blue moons light

I knew in my heart I shouldn't be hear tonight

but a hungry heart got the best of me

felt kinda low but only to a degree

she lit a candle and closed the door

and told me to feel free to explore

her silky skin so warm and clean

Delilia's fruit was tempting me



I couldn't escape, I couldn't resist

the tenderness of her gentle kiss

I jumped right in made her my own

wasn't thinking of the one waiting back home

the night was quiet and time stood still

it gave me a rush when she gave me a thrill

felt like a dream, sweet fantasy

Delila's fruit got the best of me



my eyes opened at the break of dawn

as I contemplated just what I had done

I was well aware what I did was wrong

I was well aware that i wasn't strong

Deliala's fruit had tempted me

I must admit I failed miserably

and as my sense of ethics swiftly descends

I'll taste Deliala's fruit once again