Illicit Ardour

This is a poem intended to reflect the angst of love, the trials and tribulations of a secret affair and a secret desire for something more.

The words of love

Are silence so,

The thoughts of passion

Never to be told,

And my heart is frayed,

I cannot have

What I want deeply...

 

The forbidden love,

Illicit ardour,

The diverse emotion,

Perplexing emotions,

What should I do

Tell her true?

 

The force is greater,

I feel so feeble,

I cannot contain

My lusting secret,

I cannot say

The pain is ever greater,

And now she's gone...

 

She will never know...

 

I loved so...

Author's Note

Please feel free to comment upon the structure and form of the poem. This is not intended as a poem with deep subliminal meanings. This poem has its context at face value. Language and techniques can be constructively criticised.