He saw her first, when he was but fifteen,

She was cute, the cutest he’d seen.

But oh so young, maybe not yet a teen,

He said, …. not a word.

 

Yet in her diary, she would write,

A glance from he, and her heart caught flight.

Thirteen, too young, would not be right.

She was still, …. forbidden fruit.
 

Suddenly sixteen, and a vision of splendor.

Carved as she was, from silk, and slender,

Desired yes, but afraid to offend her,

At last from he, ….a stumbling word.

 

Innocent eyes, full of compassion,

Blonde locks flowing, always in fashion.

Bouncing, teasing, but never ashen,

Sadly lost by inaction, she was still untouched fruit.

 

Her 20's brought elegance and fascination,

and for he, a source of much frustration.

For both, a separate, marital obligation,

She was gone, ….. and he said nary a word.

 

Time rolled on and at least twelve years passed,

Children yes, but both free at last.

Her name had changed, but he was not downcast.

Was she no longer, ….forbidden fruit?

 

A birthday meeting, and a longing glance,

fulfilled, complete. Yes, a second chance.

Loving smiles, a long-term romance,

Finally, …. an inspiring word.

 

She was but twenty eight, and he almost thirty two,

A lifetime ahead?, if only they knew.

A shame on he, to be spent in lieu.

 Possibly again, …. forbidden fruit.

 

You see, an outside interference destroyed the dream,

and to she he had become, not what he seemed.

Distrust and distain, was all she could glean,

Why she said, ….why say a word?

 

She was not distant at the start,

But slowly, slowly they were growing apart,

and he thought no longer, he, her sweetheart.

On her way again, ….to be forbidden fruit.

 

Finally she said,….you have to move on,

Downhearted he left, and soon he was gone.

Penance became, his Sine qua non.

He knew not what to say, ….not a single word.

 

Later came an unexpected call,

Sadly for he, still not on the ball,

An offered reprieve? the fool, and her love did stall.

She deserved better, ….she became, forbidden fruit.

 

Separated once more, both began a new life,

but falsely accused, her words cut like a knife

Despondent was he, his mind in strife.

Hoping everything bad, …. was her final word.

 

20 years now passed, still desperate for healing,

forgiveness dashed, time hast removed all feeling.

The former, left, with his emotions still reeling,

Gone forever, …. She was forbidden fruit.

 

Knowing now, he rated not a mention,

for her heart, no more in contention.

locked as he is, in that fourth dimension.

Wondering why, ….she said, not a word.

 

"Move on, forget her" they said, "She is not the girl you once knew!"

And filled with sadness, he knew this were true.

Of his dream, she simply outgrew

No longer, ‘the’ girl,….just forbidden fruit

 

Ever to lament he was not the one,

'the' girl, from he, shall hear none,

knowing now, in her mind, ... he ... is ... DONE!.

Never again, ….from he, a word.

 

now 15,000 plus days since sixteen, silk and slender,

despite passing years, perhaps, still, just too tender.

yet everyday, he does pause and remember,

Locked away, as she is .... forbidden fruit!

 

Long lives were lived and eventually both passed,

But their earthly separation would not last

New souls arrived, with no memory of the past….

 

….And he saw her again when he was but fifteen

To he, she was more than just another cute teen,

 

For just like a King, he would make her his Queen.

And forbidden no more, they exchanged kind words.