I am the forbidden fruit

Some want me only when they can’t have me. What a waste cause I like you all the time.

Some kiss me only when they say good-bye. Some look down and just pass by.

Some think that I have a heart. Those are the ones broken apart.

Some think that my hands are made to be held. I say they’re for taking your breath 

and keeping it well.

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