Searing anticipation,
And a desire burning hotter than open flame.
I cannot have you,
Yet you've promised me the impossible,
Somehting hot on my tongue,
Something I crave.
Just a taste of you is all I am allowed.
Just a single taste of the
Forbidden fruit I desire so badly.
Desire that burns into a need,
Too hot to be satiated by just one minor taste.
Summer lightning strikes me down,
As a forest fire in my soul
Burns my heart to ashes.
I love love love love love love love love love love love love love love it....is it in honor of.....*hack hack*? ? ?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you really do have a knack for haveing the same feelings i do at the same time, dont you?