To hide in sweet subtleness
and find pure innocence
The heart has been tried,
the poor mind scorched every second it lied
All for one forbidden moment
On your lips
Again, something I found scribbled at the side of a scrap piece of paper in one of my old books
I love poems like this. I've always found they are usually the most honest. This is fantastic! I love that even though the poem itself is bare-bones, you still manage to get some sensory detail in there. I'm a huge imagery junkie, so to me, that's fantastic. And your word choice is great, too!