I Almost Sang the Forbidden Song

(c) Lynn Robinson Camp

I almost sang the forbidden song

That melody was learned in childhood

Perhaps I heard the birds sing (or was it angels on high/demon below?)

I suppose I'll never know

The rhythm was deeply embedded in my soul then

My heart was not affected until you

hummed that old sweet familiar tune in my ear

I almost sang the forbidden song

But he was standing in the corner

Looking as fine as any man could

One hand in his pocket

The other holding some unknown portion

Eyes piercing the darkness

Casting light harshly on those who crosses his path

I made the mistake of entering through the door

(perhaps the window would have been more appropriate)

I wanted to look at you but I knew that in his presence

You would run away from me

So frightened of him I ran away from you that night

Only to regret it later

We could have loved love that night

You could have touched me and brought my wildness to surface

I could have soothed your weary brow

Together we could have unlocked the door of the room in the back of the house

That we hadn't played in since I became a woman and you a man

We could have told the secrets that night

I almost sang the forbidden song