I left many a mark in a garden and now I’m right around your corner. The temptation isn’t in the actual act of sin but in believing you’ve already stepped too far. Just letting you “feel” it’s too late as you brushed against your tree why not taste its fruit as well? Keeping G-D’s redemption view far from your sight and instead trying to get you to fall deeper into the quicksand step by step. I slither into your life trying to squeeze every ounce of hope away until you’re all mine.