Love is a bitter taboo
with feelings that fool
storms that can rule
with overdue flukes

Love is a bitter taboo
with emotive beats
thunders that can pull
the two bitter hearts

Love is a bitter taboo
with tunes of kisses
bloomed and set to wither
with the onset of winter

Love is a bitter taboo
a motion circus of rounds
the laughter and tears
of the sunk crowned souls

Love is a bitter taboo
it gives twirls on the floor
as one starts to dance
on the platform of mourn