Forbiden fruit

Those eyes Thenod of recognition A blip on my radar The smile upon your face Times long gone by Of passion, lust And fear. And as the clocks keep ticking Your beauty stands still Making me feel the same Perhapswe would be different Given another day Making mewonder if only's And with words unspoken We fly by Like mere acquaintances In this soup we call life That stirs us round Twirling Swirling Catching Glimpses Of our past