Forbidden Fruit
Unrequited love is the
forbidden fruit of the heart.
And if you long for its taste,
it will tear your heart apart.
A love never meant to be;
drains dying dreams of magic.
And like a moth to a flame,
results are often tragic.
Behind a veil of false smiles,
you try to hold back the tears.
And yet, hope's mired in despair;
where it has languished for years.
Loneliness and fear form a
gauntlet of sad emotions.
And you've practically cried
enough tears; to fill oceans.
You suckle reality
on the bosom of the night.
For fantasies morph into
shackles; at dawn's breaking light.
Sequestered within your heart,
love has brought you to your knees.
But with dreams, you get to
be with whomever you please.
(Quatrain)
1/13/2015
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015
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