Forbidden Love - Poem by Rhonda Davis
What is this beast that has entered into my mind.
This growing scourge that haunts me like an animal at each waking moment of the day.
Alas. Sleep has been no better form of escape.
For then I am left to run freely without restraint.
The tenderness of your touch draws into this living hell.
The flame of desire burns bright every time I see you.
This cannot be. But I cannot escape the torment of your thought.
I see your face wherever I go.
I want to run and tell you of my love for you but I am stopped.
Left standing behind that charade of calmness playing the scene of
With this hated beast laughing in my face.
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