Our love is forbidden.
It never should be.
It is easily realized.
We both can see.

Though I can’t help myself
No more than can you.
I doubt we can hide it
From everyone’s view.

So what will we say
When our love comes to light?
Will our feelings go crashing
As rumors take flight?

No one understands
It’s so hard to see.
What would you want
with someone like me?

Could anyone think
We might fit like a glove?
Could it possible
We might be in love?

I have something for you.
You have something for me.
Does it really matter
just what that might be?

Should we consider
How others may feel?
Is what we do wrong
So our love we conceal?

It’s so hard to fight back
when you’ve done nothing wrong
Yet someone elts thinks
Our love can’t belong.

‘Tis a world full of judgment
In which we are born.
These are the pillars
On which our love is shorn.


A little bit wormy
And it seems like some rot
But these are ideals
Our society has taught.

So do I follow rules
Of someone long dead?
Or fallow my heart
And take you to my bed?

Rew 2007