Forbidden Love by Poison

for those of us with unfortunate obsessions: Forbidden Love by Poison

Forbidden Love

I love him,
the soft touch… of his 90% cotton sweatshirt.
The sheer tangibility... of his half-priced leather shoes.

I love my mannequin concubine,
he who resides in aisle nine
of the local thrift store.

I shouldn’t,
but I do.