Kisses in a Rose garden

Are we wrong?

Is it safe for me to write a song?

About how I've loved you all along

And how I cry now that your gone

I remember the grounds keeper

How he was e'er quite the peeper

He avoided me like I was a leaper

He saw us in the garden hot with fever

My parents reactions were very grim

When I told them my beloved wasn't a Him

Ever since my eyes have been Dim

Is who we are a major sin?

And now I look at you dear moon

And remember how we ran away that noon

I remember how you made me swoon

Must our time together end so soon?

Author's Note

Please tell me if it is deep enough i tried to make it open for interpretation with out leting the reader stray to far from the story.

Reviews

[Chris]

Seems the freedom to be whom we are is limited by whom we ...are. Strange how that works. In the end do we know ourselves any better? Do we find we must forgive ourselves? And if so - for what? Lastly, if you didn't believe something was somehow ...wrong, why did it FEEL the way it did - and the way YOU did ...after?

Thoughts on a March Day...

[AWickedMoon]

A beautiful tale. Very vivid. :)

[N!LoC]

i got the story loud and clear... and it was put in such a Shakespearean way :-)