Secret Senses

I wept a forest of lonely trees
Hidden in gloves of sinful desires
I’m searching for a vision
Yet I have not seen

Your words make me promises
Only I ever hear
My secrets beat a tune
My heart alone shall ever know

Our touch will never meet
For your skin is not mine to claim
Another warms your bed
While broken dreams scatter my pillow

I stand in air you leave behind
Grasping to keep a scent I can call mine
Deny me it all and never grant a wish
Unaware you have me on a leash

Your taste I’ll never know
The tags on your hands hare not my name
I cannot take what has not been given
I’ll whisper my words

For your ears have no power to hear
Words I have, that should not be spoken.