Forbidden

Corrugated fields flow through buff dry plains
Gingerly-tufts of sheep harvest bitter moors
Smudged with gorse and shrinking dry walls

They took you from me; your sweet caresses
Pressed petals faded magenta hearts-folded
Love poems-stripped; held naked to the light

Grey glass, coldly unconcerned, slides past trees
Weeping-leaves: in greyscale-a stranger’s nails
Pick up the beat. A door closes-legs move

And when the dust had settled streaked across
my face; took us out at dawn and shot us;
Slowly hacking back the flesh stitching wounds

Even the moon’s blank stare-is an envelope
slipped over dusk. Darkness pools on milk-white
skin; a thousand eyes floating in darkness

I remember night, walking hand in hand
Only the grim tightrope of reality
flickered. Slithering, falling- like a web

I lift up my hair-to slip off the mask;
Shamefaced honed to the point of a needle;
Blistered with the cotton rain and melting

Children they said and shaking their heads
Told us it was not allowed. Like swearing
and staying out late. A cup of poison…

The sky is falling little by little
A dark pool of sky, a stream, an ocean
Of all the forbidden tears in the world