Blush blooms to an apple in my eyes,
the forbidden red that blinds my sight to fetish
Lust I thirst for deeply,
an hunger un-quenching,
a fetish un-ceding
a spell to sought out cupid
an action so stupid
cos little did I know that cupid caught its arrow
spell bound we both were
seeking a bite to have
so when I stepped in to ask
he granted my wish like a task
with the apple on my mind
he sent an arrow driving through my eyes.
