The Tryst.

My perfect, precious love,
I thought that you had forsaken me.
My heart lies heavy,
as my mind has climbed,
a thousand mountains.

Whilst awaiting your quiet,
quickened footsteps,
I have been consumed with need,
so all encompassing,
from which I could not,
nor indeed,
want to escape.

Not that I should dare to!
For, I am blind now to all others.
Only you hold the lock and key,
to my sanguine soul.

It is only you,
that can enter my sanctuary
and release its forbidden desires.
It is, with -
- only you,
that my world can be,
forever complete.

A.M.Young (Please respect copyright)

The Tryst.

bared

Devon, United Kingdom

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Love’s Forbidden Desire.

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