Forbidden Love – This Week’s Picture It & Write

The weather was humid, heavy and thick like a tongue. The razor grazed his skin, shedding the prickly beard he had recently been wearing. His head was cradled between her soft, tender hands and her abdomen. He breathed in the moment, hoping he would never have to exhale it. Despite all the boundaries they were breaking, he felt at peace. He peered up as she caressed his forehead, he noticed her dress falling from her bare, white shoulder. She was beautiful. At any moment she could slice his throat effortlessly, no one would care nor notice his disappearance. She wiped the last of the pearl-white foam from his cheeks and neck, revealing delicious, dark chocolate skin. They stood there, her hair tousled by the warm wind, staring at each other. A gust of warm wind nudged her into his hands.

- Ermisenda Alvarez

Though skin was dark
soft hair she found
as she cut it
falling to the ground

Felt herself drowning
in his gentle gaze
the world was spinning
in sun’s golden haze

But love was forbidden
between them she knew
as with his grooming
seemed her hands flew

Her blood was rising
as heart beat faster
to give in now
would be a disaster

Her mind cried out
a warning to heed
“You can never be
with a half-breed!

“You’ll be shunned by
 all family and friends
when they do care
and no one pretends!”

Just then as if
the wind knew alone
into his waiting hands
she need be thrown

And no longer resisting 
his lips to kiss 
’twas like coming back
to the home you miss

“The heck with caution!”
to herself she said
when by her heart
she was being led 

 Teresa Marie 2/4/12 ©


__picture it & write

by Ermilia

 

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I am very happily married, a mother of 2 girls and 1 boy, a grandmother of 2 boys and 1 girl; I hand design beaded jewerly and write Christian poetry and commentary. I am disabled (I have MS) and have plenty of time to indulge my interests.

Posted on February 4, 2012, in picture it & write, Poems and tagged , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 6 Comments.

  1. Haha, I should know better than to ever think I’ll finish one of these before you. :) This is just sweet, Terri! “Just then as if the wind knew alone into his waiting hands she need be thrown.”

  2. this is too good, loved your poem! It has good slik smooth flow to it, which makes it enjoyable to read!

  3. Great contribution, Terri. I love the final stanza,
    “The heck with caution!”
    to herself she said
    when by her heart
    she was being led “

    I like the two-and-fro as she thinks about the situation before finally giving in. :D I’m glad you shared your poem with us this week. I hope to see you again next week!

    - Ermisenda

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