The Love He Brings

A poem about desire and the loss of innocence.

His love can move me to extremes.
Forbidden thoughts and furtive dreams
Unfold like leaves of Eden's tree,
Display the fruit so sinfully,
The one that I have longed to taste.
Too long I've spent on kisses chaste
And subtle glances much too fleeting.
Aching for a different greeting,
Carnal dreams disrupt my sleep.
Within my virgin mind they creep,
Like changelings come in dead of night.
This angel takes her final flight;
No longer breathes the innocent
Who blushed at every compliment.
She'd gladly trade her snow white wings
For roses, and the love he brings.