Ariya
10-22-2008, 11:54 PM
So my writer's block went away. Huzzah!
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It is forbidden.
We cannot possibly
Ever feel this way;
This intimidated or
This passionate about such an
Unholy offering.
Oh, but we do,
We do
You and I have risked it all!
The childish past and idiocy…
Feeling ever so
Vulnerable,
Yes, vulnerable,
For letting these secret feelings
Entwine like two blossoming grey roses
Each grown on separate parts of the bush
There lives not one love alive
That sleeps as ours.
This sacred love is forbidden
Even to us;
As we are not fit to hold such a thing.
I tell you: swift greed must not win,
Lest the roses wither to a crunchy dust,
And the black and white petals reign
-------
It is forbidden.
We cannot possibly
Ever feel this way;
This intimidated or
This passionate about such an
Unholy offering.
Oh, but we do,
We do
You and I have risked it all!
The childish past and idiocy…
Feeling ever so
Vulnerable,
Yes, vulnerable,
For letting these secret feelings
Entwine like two blossoming grey roses
Each grown on separate parts of the bush
There lives not one love alive
That sleeps as ours.
This sacred love is forbidden
Even to us;
As we are not fit to hold such a thing.
I tell you: swift greed must not win,
Lest the roses wither to a crunchy dust,
And the black and white petals reign