I have become drunk on the sweet elixir of forbidden love.
The thrill of stolen moments
the exchange of knowing glances
the longing during separation
the ecstasy of reunion
the passion of your kisses
the yearning for your touch.
The agony of waking up alone.

© S McLean 1989


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