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Open Poetry #12

Forbidden Love

Mysteria

Member Laureate

since 2001-03-07

Posts 18328
British Columbia, Canada

0 posted 2001-03-09 01:18 PM

~*~ FORBIDDEN LOVE ~*~
written by Mysteria

Every note, and cord sends chills down my spine,
Rekindles a fire long forgotten in my soul.
Your youth awakens the spring in my winter,
And yet I know this love is ~ love forbidden.

I know I must send you away, set you free,
But then, you smile that smile, oh that smile.
You pull me close beside you, fumble to tune me,
Am I giving in again, playing to your desire?

Soon our silent melodies begin to resonate,
Your fingers probe and tug at my inner core.
You play me like a soft melody on your guitar,
Pulling gently on my loosened heartstrings.

The music we make is of angels singing,
And yet I know it is wrong and you should go.
I watch you strumming so softly, looking at me,
Your love of your music and me is overwhelming.

I love you to much to not set you free,
But tonight I will listen to our beautiful music,
Allow you to tug at my heartstrings, so play on.
For one more night we shall make love's sweet music.

I brush your soft blonde hair away from your face,
And your azure eyes look up at me in adoration.
I have no words, so for now this love is ours,
And gently you wrap me in your arms where I belong.

*story of an older woman with a younger man

~*~A poet is someone who reads more than they write ~*~

Temptress

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Member Rara Avis

since 1999-06-15

Posts 7136
Mobile, AL

1 posted 2001-03-09 01:37 PM

Touching..beautiful, and brilliant.

I love it!

Katherine Chandler
Member

since 2001-03-07

Posts 280
Florida, USA

2 posted 2001-03-09 01:43 PM

'Your youth awakens the spring in my winter..' Oh how I love this line, my friend. Tis just a wonderful poem. Smiles to you, Kate

Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood.
T S Eliot

Mysteria

Member Laureate

since 2001-03-07

Posts 18328
British Columbia, Canada

3 posted 2001-03-10 12:18 PM

Thank you for reading this...it is a true story, and a very, sad one.

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