EOR

 Forbidden love is what he gives me, disguised as warmth and being held. He kisses my lips softly, as if he knows I’m fragile. The smell of sunscreen lingers. I trace the lines on his face with my eyes closed. 

   Forbidden love is what he gives me, disguised as sly smiles and stares. He makes me crazy with his big eyes. I think of the pictures we painted with the colors of his soul. I cling to the memories of night, when darkness covered the shame.

   Forbidden love is what he gives me, disguised as glances and avoidance. My stomach turns at the sound of his voice. The dragging of his feet replaces the ringing in my ears. I cry out silently for his warmth, he chooses not to hear. 

   Forbidden love is what he gives me, disguised as his ring and his deceit. He holds her hand tightly. I get dizzy as I see them touch. He begins to forget my name.