...Of What Cannot Be... Poem by Harlequin Rose
...Of What Cannot Be...
A sultry summer night
you're sweating in places
I would love to kiss
and breathe you into my senses
and carve out obscene shadows
in the pale moonlight
I can taste the temptation
moving in the air
intimacy threatens
a touch is unworthy
so I watch you with dying eyes
my gaze is held in your own
a tender forbidden communication
a lifetime is lived in that moment
but a love is lost
and we both know it.
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