Like the deepest part of the ocean.
We call it forbidin love.
It feels like a cold winter night.
Nipping at your finger tips at the dead of night.
It is like nothing you will feel.
This loved is a unbroken seal.
You have to catch it befor it flees.
Take it, for you will never see.
The true love of someone real.
This is the forbidin love I feel.
It is the realist of the real.
It will never come from the normal love
That is why we call it forbidin love
| Back to Eric's Poems |
