her forbidden luv
Despite the peril,
Our love isn’t sterile
We are a fine pair…
Then, strikes the despair…
I’m sorry I was unprepared…
Our love cannot be shared…
I’m despaired…torn apart…
From the start, have a heart
Her touch of her hands…
Are like birds fluttering and flocking…at ease, so please don’t stop flying today
In such liberating lands
Her voice vibrates vivaciously, interlocking vibes of vibrant violin vanities…echoing away
Her poetic passion blossoms like maroon-pink flowers in spring…
Her branches sink to the ground and the roots of her being is to bring…
Down the forbidden, nostalgic and sorrow-ridden individuals she was infatuated with and had a special, unique adoration and ravishing devotion towards them
She is a gracious, glorious cave-emboldened gem, shining triumphantly in the midst of Bethlehem
Mending all wounds, meddling and fiddling with guitars of gratitude along the way
She frolicked in the woods of my mindset and sipped away the regret…her tears overflowing with dismay
But, then she fearlessly stood up after a grand fall
She shall never be left in appall, her appealing, revealing voice of awe is her final battle call
She wanted so immensely to be intimate with her true love
The first kiss didn’t work out as planned and it came amiss to her heartstrings
She plucked dandelions of lamentation from her lips of heaven Above
She’s a mistress of distress and can come across as a butterfly with beautiful, lovely and precious wings
Despite the peril,
Our love isn’t sterile
We made our share of love
Then, strikes the despair of…
Such an emaculate, endearing and shimmering snow dove
Our love isn’t dull
She is Queen of beauty after all
She is crowned Queen of beauty after all
Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2024
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