Forbidden Fruit!

Suddenly I dived into a pool of feelings- so deep I couldn't hear my heart beat.
Silence, only the chaos of my own feelings was visible clear to my heart- just like the silence of the deep sea. A chaos I love, a chaos I am used to- yet now there is you!
My forbidden apple, a drama about to start, the actors are getting ready to dive into their roles, to play their parts.
But you, know as well as I, that this time we don't have to play a part, we won't have to pretend, for that stage has become scaringly our own truth, for that stage is our escape, for once we won't have to act.
Victims of our own circumstances, pawns in this great game of chess...you seem to have found your queen, and I am her loyal servant, but for once the servant is not bound- and the king had so long wished to see his servant free- bad timing you'd think, though I think not. Too far have I travelled, too far escaped- as in my own drowning I finally realized what I want, I finally brought some kind of order in that chaos of feelings- yet - time and circumstances won't let me act.
You know as well as I- that time flies by- hunted by your utter feeling of trying to set me free- to let me be- the wild thing I am- you are conquered by your own fear to finally have what you want.
What can I do? I am only a servant. Obedient to the law of circumstances and rule- you have found your queen and I admire her- she is as beautyfull as the bay of biscay, as stunning as the sun set in the Sahara and as dry and loyal as the dunes of the Mongolian fields.
What shall we do?- you ask.
"I do not know."- my heart
for I am only holding on to that silence of the pool- to be ready to be a witness to the reappearance of a sound...
your obedient servant!