Forbidden Love
if taste you had,
You'd taste
like April showers,
or like the dew, upon the grass
fresh fallen from the skies.
and if you were a fruit
You'd be a grape
So innocent outside,
But flavorsome inside.
And if you were a flower,
You'd be a tulip
not yet bloomed,
The petals closed so tight
Yet its inside, the nectar lie.
And if you were a child,
You'd be the one that's shy.
For not a soul should know,
That you have done a wrong.
***2003***
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