Forbidden Fruit / Anonymous

"A soft, voluptuous shade stole o’er her eyes,          
The pulse of love within began to rise;   
Her cheeks were burning with a new desire,   
Her veins were boiling with an inward fire,   
Her lips were glowing with a warmth all new,   
Her breast was heaving as the passion grew;          
Each nerve seemed thrilling through her heated frame,   
One blissful thought which ne’er had had a name,   
One blissful wish which she had never known,   
One fond desire that love could be her own."

Anonymous ~ (Forbidden Fruit / American. 1895)

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Woman with a Veil, Paris, 1985,
by Jeanloup Sieff