Anthony Levitt

(21.04.1983 / Bromley)

Forbidden Treasure


I walked into the room and magic gave birth to my sweet Venus...
The face of an angel, the body of a god, what more could any man want?
Yet she is my forbidden treasure...
She belongs to another and no doubt in her mind, the one she is with is the one who has her heart.

We began to meet on frequent nights, yet talking to her felt like a losing fight.
Such perfection, such grace, yes the one who holds her company is lucky indeed.
Yet she remains my forbidden treasure...
I can only dream, I can only guess, how life with Venus might take shape...

But I guess I should release these desires and simply be awake...

Submitted: Monday, June 09, 2014
Edited: Monday, June 09, 2014

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