Forbidden

how beautiful the fruit behind cherished bars
the depths of which resplendent stars
the zest of which i ll never taste
still hanging there, is it a waste?
with but one to take a hold
of what value it could have sold?



Poetry by CrowRider
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Written on 2011-04-19 at 21:51

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What a price indeed for the forbidden has no monetary value and consequences that far reach into the future.
2011-04-21