C-A
I am who I am. I write poetry and paint really badly. Please be patient.
You are the forbidden fruit
That I see before me
Yet may never taste for fear
Of never seeing it again.
You are untouchable
Due to how fragile you have become.
I want to give you strength
For a beautiful smile again.
My heart sinks thinking of you
I just want your happiness,
Even if it means
My own sadness.
You are the only other fruit here
That can bruise by being touched,
We are two of a kind
And need each other to stand…
I don’t know how to react
When you talk to me,
You are flawless.
You mean the world to me
I wish you were mine.
© 2019 Wendy Engela