Your love is like forbidden fruit
Never to own, my love's pursuit.
With society as my cruel mistress
In formality my heart must dress.
She says that we can never be
For reasons only she can see.
If not for her you'd be on my arm
never allowed to come to harm.
And now as I bow my head
My heart feels like it's made of lead
I want to show you how I care
But I'm not sure if I can dare
To act against unwritten laws
Fight oppression for my cause
To liberate my heart for you
I only wish I knew what to do
Alexander Steen Stewart
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/forbidden-fruit-20/
