I dare not say
The things I feel or
Feel those things
I long to say
To one so open
And so vulnerable
And so in love with
Another so blinded
By their own pain,
Formed from pain,
Nurtured from pain,
And sadly broken.
A pain that only stops
In that moment of
Physical release and
Ecstasy in your arms.
In another time and
In another place,
I knew you and loved
The person you were
Or could become if
We shared our hearts,
Our minds, our bodies
In a celebration of
Each other and a
Love that promised a
Life we might create
Together – were it not
Forbidden fruit.