Forbidden
His voice... it sends shivers down my spine.
It grabs me and holds me
It reaches into my soul and tears it to pieces.
His eyes... they bore into mine
They freeze me in place
Like a rabbit caught in the stare of a predator.
I fear him,
And yet I am in awe of him.
He is powerful,
And yet he needs support.
We are forbidden,
And yet we are just so right for each other.
I would follow him to the end of the world
Like a sheep that follows the wolf.
Copyright © Brynne Cua | Year Posted 2010
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