finist gold
i find in your touch
your kiss
confounds my sences
your love
i yern for
like air when dorning
and your hart
shineing like the morning sun
-
but im not alowed to touch you
your kiss is far from me
your love encased in steel for safty
your hart, proected agist harm from me
-
i shouldnt love you
i shouldnt need your touch
your kiss should be unimportent
your hart trivle to me
yet still i yern
for all these things
and wish i could have them
as i look upon you
but i know i cannot
and thus
live on
with a hope
and a dream