A Forbidden Love
The beginning so confusing; between love and lust I could not differentiate,
The excitement, the passion; the secret moments stolen from each day,
The patient hours we watched; in silent anxiety,
As we waited for each moment; that was due to be ours,
When apart; short moments seemed like an eternity filled with longing,
Together held in loves embrace; a day seemed only but a short moment.
The moments, stolen from another; were they so wrong?
But what of the fire and the passion; what was right and wrong?
Are we ever owned by another; or do we give of ourselves to those who we choose,
The anxiety and the guilt; the pride and the shame,
Two minds seeming as one; all in the battle, of the one within.
At times totally lost; in a sea of love,
Sometimes bound; in the fires of an eternal lust,
Could she give so much of her; if she belonged to another?
The push and pull; the right and the wrong,
The chill of being; on the edge of the line,
Confusion being; a constant state of mind,
The answers unknown; at this moment in time,
Such was the case; of a forbidden love.