Micheal Lally

Forbidden Fruit - Poem by Micheal Lally

all the forbidden fruit I ever
dreamt of--or was taught to
resist and fear--ripens and
blossoms under the palms of my
hands as they uncover and explore
you--and in the most secret
corners of my heart as it discovers
and adores you--the forbidden fruit
of forgiveness--the forbidden fruit
of finally feeling the happiness
you were afraid you didn't deserve--
the forbidden fruit of my life's labor
--the just payment I have avoided
since my father taught me how--
the forbidden fruit of the secret
language of our survivors' souls as
they unfold each others secret
ballots--the ones where we voted
for our first secret desires to come
true--there's so much more
I want to say to you--but for
the first time in my life I'm at
a loss for words--because
(I understand at last)
I don't need them
to be heard by you.

Submitted by Venus

Comments about Forbidden Fruit by Micheal Lally

  • Rookie - 266 Points Rose Lu (3/5/2014 5:26:00 PM)

    I like your poem.

    I don't need them
    to be heard by you. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Faye Fleming (8/17/2007 3:12:00 PM)

    An absolutely beautiful read. Thank You Michael (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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