Hanging there on the tree of life.

A flash of glistening fire in a sea of leaves.

Sweet.

 Young.

So little in this big, big world.

I cradle you in my hands.

Slowly caressing your smooth dainty skin.

Your red and freckled skin.

Passionately I kiss your supple face.

My lips pressed, so tightly, to your smooth skin.

So sweet, so young, so juicy, so pure you are.

I lust for you.

So sweet I could eat you.

Biting, slowly sinking my teeth into your flesh.

Your juices are heaven on my pallet.

Your delectable flavor dances so divinely over my tongue

And down my throat.

Your flavor, so intoxicating.

So pale beneath your skin.

White and innocent, little and frail .

I eat your innocuous body away.

Down to your core .

And I toss your corpse aside.

Used up, gone, worthless.

But still.

You are the apple of my eye.