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My love for you consumes me,
eating little pieces of my soul;
I feel it burn and fester
when I'd rather watch it grow.
I long for so much more than this,
but life and pain get in our way.
I crave to kiss your sweet lips,
but alas i can't - not today.
This love of ours is not allowed-
it isn't written in the books;
I'd like to pencil it in somewhere,
latch on to it with loving hooks.
But alas, as fate would have it,
some things aren't always meant to be;
I'll tuck away these feelings
as little scars inside of me.
Reminders of what could have been
had our love been allowed;
and in my heart of hearts
I'll feel this love and own it proud.
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Inspired by a twitter prompt:
"Unallowed Love"
I really liked reading this. Lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteThank you Paul.... I need to get my grove back. I wrote about 40 poems in a matter of months the first part of 2010. Been surviving life and my husbands health issues since then. I'm breaking out of my shell and participating in Poets United more to help me.... :)
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