The carnal sin

I hear it in the wind

A voice of love

Or lust or some

Other ache

I can’t resolve

The whisper of it

In the dead of night

Love after even

Lovers have

Embraced sleep

The call from

The great beyond

Where all carnal

Things cease,

An ache that has

No root in bones

Or soft

Flesh gone hard,

A feeling beyond

The mere plunge

Into dark

I hear it

Murmur my name

Telling me it

Is not gone,

That no bite of apple

Can cast us from

That golden bed

Where we could lay

Clutching each other

And not notice.

I hear that voice

Singing in the wind,

A song I can never

Resist, love from lust

Risen from a bitten apple,

The carnal sin

That is no sin at all.