• There are times, i sit by the fire thinking of you, wishing i can be near you,smell the beautiful

    scent that you give. It reminds me of the time we first met,

    We loved each other, like we met before

    you wrote me a poem, beautiful it sounded but only when you read it

    I wish we could of be together, but we were forbidden love never to be together

    One day i read your poem,to find that now it made sense, for what you were trying to say was our "Forbidden Love" heart