Forbidden Light
A sultry kiss on lips of red,
The color of romance on a forbidden bed.
Eyes that lock in a room of white,
A caressing touch that feels so right.
A mans sweet romance, a womans love
Bring silky clouds from heaven above.
What once was inosent is now of trust,
From this sacred night of loving lust.
Together they lay in a bed of thorns,
With a passing thought of their growing horns.
Love is not always what it is made to be,
Sometimes it is just wanting to be free.
Copyright © Repunzelle Garland | Year Posted 2005
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