The sweetest love
Burnt my heart
The greatest passion
Set me on flame
But unfortunately
It's forbidden love.

Eyes
that know no religion , morals, nor mercy
Looked my way

Opened the cage of the little flapping bird in my chest and let it fly away

Bird keep it quite calm down
Hopefully I pray


Or love will rip you apart, burn you to ashes,eat your heart.
I make it stay

Oh bird, Her eyes are
spears, they're
Cold steel metal, don't bend, slow down, or waver .

Oh poor bird still singing hold yourself
apeice

Her eyes are
briers,
disguised as roses, claiming peace.

Peace left us for years now
this land is conceived with fear but it's knights are feirce

At times moans of torture

at times a sweet song of lust and Tease ,your love

All is fine when it doesn't reach your
Ears . I

was never one to surrender or lay back with ease. A rebel

stubborn rebel this little bird a beauty that leers.

My dear,
A bird will always sing.
A poem
That you shall never hear.

I only ever worried that you
were too old for me.
Never once thought that I
could be too young for you.

I felt an uncomfortable mix
of excitement and fear
when I caught your eyes
lingering around my thighs.

I never imagined that you
too had an internal debate
somewhere between your
morals and your...

I don't want to be your
temptation, forbidden fruit.
Maybe if I were riper you'd
feel better about picking me.