Krishnu and the Apple.

In Krishnu we trust

In God we must.

Temptation grows

Our hearts grow fonder.

Belief in the unjust

The design a test

Life is sin, as death is faith

Death we bathe

Life we are filthied

Love is an elixier

In his eyes he has picked her

Untamed like a creek in the grove

The wrong apple they chose

A bond broken and renewed

Raw emotion like meat upon a fire

Drips through your soul

Infiltrated by the taps of a beat

Inspired by thus

Once.

Twice.

Don't stop.