If loving you is an abomination,
To the wind I shall throw caution.
This feeling transcends affection,
Because I am swallowed by passion.
For you my inner Soul keeps yearning.
The flame of this relationship keeps burning.
In scorn, my cherished friends are laughing.
To them I have tasted lunacy or I have been drinking.
They say my tender love got me bamboozled.
Day and Night they have struggled
To have me from this bloom disentangled.
Their futile attempt would have them ridiculed.