Unbearable Poem by Andy Brookes

look don't touch, watch me turn on my pedestal
white skin no blemish there but forbidden fruit.
bearing no imprint, do not touch, for I am robbed,

robbed of youth and innocence of unbidden love.
unbidden to my midnight bed and watch me sleep,
turmoil in the nightmare glance and jangled nerves

do not touch, walk on the grass, look admire,
nerves are strung sensitive unbearable to my skin
so do not touch for heavens sake and for the sake of love.