You twenty-two and me fifteen,
A forbidden thing, but a sight to be seen,
We hold each other in a twisted embrace,
as you squeeze my body, caress my face,
You my best friends brother, this she cannot know,
that we choose to hold each other, to let passion show,
Right under her nose, when she is dead in sleep,
a taunting secret that i must keep,
outside hidden in the forest, we hold each other close,
where our moans of passion, the trees and leaves engross,
there is no love between us, no feelings there at all,
but the closer we become, the farther we will fall,
you tell me you have an interest, I have a certain charm,
but I tell ask you this, my soul, please do not harm
I know that i may be young, but I still can fall to deep
and then the fruits of my labor, are gone, never to reap
I am scared of the outcome, the things that could come from this,
so maybe I might decide, to give you one last kiss,
or maybe I will decide, to let this keep and grow,
for what we have with each other, no one can ever know
What do you really think?
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love it
this is a great write ,
flow was awesome , the rhyming too ,
so sad and beautiful at the same time ,
i really enjoyed reading ,
keep up the good work ,
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Very well writen, I like your rhyme skeem. Its also a pretty interesting subject. To be young, and in love, are amazeing yet terrible things.
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Ha Ha I've been in that situation myself before. Very good write, it flows well and is full of emotion. Great Job!
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That was really good. I love the whole entire thing. Beautiful peace and use of words.
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Great write, I love the way that the words all flow together. The thought put into this write is awesome. Keep up the wonderful penning
Brit Brit
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