My forbidden fruit
Just out of reach
Almost there
Almost gotcha!
Then you turn
Stare me dead
Into my eyes
I blush immediately
Neither of us speaks a word
Just as yesterday,
Just as the day before
Just as tomorrow.
I wish I could hold you
I wish that you were mine,
But that can never be
For you are my forbidden fruit
I could never be yours
You could never be mine
A jock and a poet
Not the best mix
They would forbid us
“It is forbidden,” they would say.
“For he is beautiful and
She is not!”
You will never know
Of my secret infatuation
Because that is all you can be
My secret forbidden fruit
A contest entry
- "La Belle et Le Bad Boy" by scream.n2.nite.
1050 points, ended April 16, 2008, 9 entries
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Comments
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ugh i totally know how you feel in this poem i swear im goin through this same thing right now
thank you for the share its a wonderful poem
good luck!
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Bawh!! Who says a poet and a jock can't be in love?? Then again if a "jock" is all that the "poet" sees in her "forbidden fruit" then maybe that's a questionable thought... either way, good write! I liked the simple style and it was easy to understand. Thank you for entering my contest!! (please forgive my random outbursts =P )
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