A Forbidden Fantasy

For how often in our lives have we been tongue-tied

unable to meet the grasp of  telling truths belied.

 

In a city of millions where to hide is to walk in sight

when all of our lives, and dreams go quiet in the night.

 

We did in once, realize the truth of our own passions,

gasps in the meant to be sort of remarkable, our liaisons.

 

Were there a parallel universe might we still be in our eyes

knowing, loving, searching, understanding and wise.

 

So often did the cosmos speak of unintentional desire gone awry

while in a moment our heart rate expands love upon love we cry.

 

Tonight the shaky ground is telling me this is that chapter,

I wouldn’t recommend, I wish not to have to be the reader.

 

There is the epiphany or the moral stages of letting go,

I will struggle with to the ends of my days she will know.

 

We are both beautiful people no matter the pain we endure,

it is true to be fortunate we might  sometime appear.

 

Until each sunrise and newer sunsets allow me your arms,

Would I the purveyor, preserving ways to her heart out of harms.

 

 

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