Two Quatrains on Forbidden Love
Rebekah Hale
[1]
You can try to make me melt,
But if you do I swear you'll pay,
So please don't make me cross the line;
You can 't afford to die that way.
[2 ]
Purity shrouds you like linen of white,
Like the sunlight that pierces the sky;
I will not touch you for fear of the end
Of the honor that covers your eyes.
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