Intemperate Desire - Poem by Violette RoseJones
these are forbidden thoughts i know
she just got married; i have a husband too
but still i think my taboo thoughts.
at the reception i see her, chatting, unaware of me
and my breath catches in my throat as she touches her friend.
my heart races, warmth rises up me, filling me up with her beauty
till i feel I cannot contain it and i am pegged to the ground by her loveliness
but then i suddenly recognise what i hadn’t before
that she has no idea that i feel this way about her
that she wouldn’t want this, want me
this is a forbidden thing, yet i still crave her touch.
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