Soul Cry /Forbidden Fruit
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Category:
Poetry › Free Verse
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
504
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of poetry. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Soul Cry /Forbidden Fruit
Soul cry
My soul cry’s out to the stars at night,
Oh who will know of my secret plight?
As the dark nights fill up my life,
Bringing nothing but days of strife,
Ever onward I must go,
Through my quiet world of woe.
I hear the voices call to me,
Beneath the tall and shady tree.
Listen closely and then you’ll hear,
The love of the one I hold so deer.
It says to me child you are mine,
I’ll love you till the end of time.
Forbidden Fruit
Sitting here on your couch I think of what could have been,
But then you’d think that my thoughts were full of sin.
I look deep into the pools of your eyes and get lost,
Daring to think of what my thoughts would cost.
Society and religion today says it is wrong,
But then why are these feelings so strong.
I want to kiss you and hold you in my arms,
To cuddle away your fears and alarms.
However my fears hold me at bay,
So afraid that you would turn away.
So here I sit on your couch and hold in my desires,
Fanning down my loving fires.
Trying not to be a brute,
As I wish for the forbidden fruit.
My soul cry’s out to the stars at night,
Oh who will know of my secret plight?
As the dark nights fill up my life,
Bringing nothing but days of strife,
Ever onward I must go,
Through my quiet world of woe.
I hear the voices call to me,
Beneath the tall and shady tree.
Listen closely and then you’ll hear,
The love of the one I hold so deer.
It says to me child you are mine,
I’ll love you till the end of time.
Forbidden Fruit
Sitting here on your couch I think of what could have been,
But then you’d think that my thoughts were full of sin.
I look deep into the pools of your eyes and get lost,
Daring to think of what my thoughts would cost.
Society and religion today says it is wrong,
But then why are these feelings so strong.
I want to kiss you and hold you in my arms,
To cuddle away your fears and alarms.
However my fears hold me at bay,
So afraid that you would turn away.
So here I sit on your couch and hold in my desires,
Fanning down my loving fires.
Trying not to be a brute,
As I wish for the forbidden fruit.