Two sleep laced as a shoe,
pulled tightly to merge molded as one.
Hot steamy nights they touch finger and toe,
yet, winter snuggles close and love is like a
shirt to rest in each others warmth; forbidden.
Love sent, where emotion spirals and spirit spent,
in magic mystic vails. Her soul bent, and frayed
pressed skin to skin, love sins to bear twins.
Mother, seeks another of unblemished ivory
to smother the beauty caught in a bottle.
With weeping eyes he folds clouds in his
pocket where they collide to be tossed free
and spin a heart across the sky. Wearily she is driven
where passion is shared, an angel bride.
Mist covered eyes, whispers through glass
bottle and pried from lips, she cries
to stand in trembling wings and faerie dust; forbidden.
A contest entry
- Forbidden Lovers PIC Prompt by trinajean.
400 points, ended May 11, 2008, 19 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Wonderful Write!!!
Wow, I love where you went with this picture prompt. The words are full of heartfelt imagery. You have captured the essence of forbidden love. It usually does end in such sadness and broken hearts. A wonderful poem that can touch the heart. You tske care my friend.
Sandy
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wow!! whoa, that was intense...so well written. the emotion and drive are so tactile. love the language...this rolls from the tongue, rich and thrilling...truly enjoyed this read. gave me chills and a blush.lol
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i will be a man of few words right now, i will say though a good poem penned here, i hope you do well in the contest
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