I know what it is
To hold and to be held
To feel tender warmth
Crawling up your spine and
Satisfying your soul

I know what it is
To feel that heat turn icy cold
And pierce the skin like icicles
To make the breath catch in your throat
And rip your being asunder

I know what it is
To watch from afar and know
That wishing is all to look forward to
To feel desire wash through your body
And be forced to bite your tongue

I know what it is
To feel forbidden love

 
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