Forbidden To Me
Forbidden To Me
I groan flat footed
my love
For your witches brew I drank
Those words
you wrote
goblins sink
not me
For your
broomstick's journey
through our house
of no love
crimped
my hopes
Still
I'm tickled by your pinks
Your lips
I phantom
singing a sweet melody
your song
spawning
blue skies
forbidden to me
To my lonely eyes
a sighting of you
a longing
a few words
forbidden to me
A sadness I emit
my love
a groan
from pits of my hell
Yet
lending of your ears
a forbidden apple for me
I admit
... to the core
in the wake
of your forbidden spells on me
I would take a bite, my love
connie pachecho
7/29/17
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