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The Forbidden Dance

You beckoned to me on that ordinary day

Your note, a
tempting chocolate treat

That normally would
not be indulged

My proud and regal reply

Fell impotent at
your feet

And words parted as
you laughed

I see into your soul and feel your anger

You said, as you
grabbed my heart

And then you gently
kissed it…so tender

But our worlds preach of the danger

Of the other as
they’ve fought

And our Prophets’
words each render

Erratic, the beating of our hearts in unison

Over the span of
age and continents

Proof that adoration
respects no bounds

I …Sheba
of the fairest tone

And wise with years
yet to you unidentified

You-- Solomon with
eyes beseechingly brown

Twas neither world nor Prophet

Capable of ripping
our souls asunder

Causing the
earthquake of pain so violent

But a jealous rage that cannot forget

An Iblis-Demon born
of thunder

She forced his hand,
and my heart rent

Ordinary is a world far gone from me now

For I am shattered

From our forbidden
dance

-Michele
True