In the depths of a forbidden love affair,
Where hearts entwined but secrets lay,
A tender flame ached with despair,
Though darkness shadowed every day.

"I will tolerate the misery," she whispered,
Those words etched upon her weary soul,
For their love was a secret, forbidden and blistered,
A tale of passion they could not control.

Her eyes, portals to a soul so pure,
Iridescent pools, longing to be seen,
But their love, a fire they must endure,
Amidst a world that their union deemed obscene.

Bound by decree to separate their hearts,
Yet destined to wander, two souls aflame,
They yearned to coalesce, to overcome the parts,
But the price of their love was burdened with shame.

Their stolen moments, hidden in the night,
A dance of whispers and illicit...