Disclaimer: All things HP belong to JKR.
Pairing: Implied Fred/George
Author's Note: This is just a quick little poem that begged to be
written. If slash or twincest skwick you then don't read it! This is
the first thing I've ever posted or let anyone other than friends read
so please be kind (
If Walls Could Speak
by SlytherinRose
If walls could talk, oh the stories they could tell.
Of sweet, innocent touches by children to young to know it's wrong,
twins laughing and joking, playing pranks on their sibs.
Of innocent games played making their young bodies sing with pleasure,
awareness of mutual feeling and love's first kiss,
innocent, pure love making still unknown to be wrong.
Of discovery, angry shouts and fearful sobs,
twins once closer than thought betrayed by lost innocence.
Of awkward silences and stilted conversations,
twins once living as one being now forced to separate.
Of months passed in silence for fear of reprisal,
a decision in the dark of night to live as one again.
Of dark forbidden romances and love's first knowing kiss.
Of furtive caresses and hushed whispers shared in the night,
once innocent touches now hidden and taboo.
If walls could speak, oh the stories they could tell.
Feed the author please! Flames tickle and will be used to roast
marshmallows!
Pairing: Implied Fred/George
Author's Note: This is just a quick little poem that begged to be
written. If slash or twincest skwick you then don't read it! This is
the first thing I've ever posted or let anyone other than friends read
so please be kind (
If Walls Could Speak
by SlytherinRose
If walls could talk, oh the stories they could tell.
Of sweet, innocent touches by children to young to know it's wrong,
twins laughing and joking, playing pranks on their sibs.
Of innocent games played making their young bodies sing with pleasure,
awareness of mutual feeling and love's first kiss,
innocent, pure love making still unknown to be wrong.
Of discovery, angry shouts and fearful sobs,
twins once closer than thought betrayed by lost innocence.
Of awkward silences and stilted conversations,
twins once living as one being now forced to separate.
Of months passed in silence for fear of reprisal,
a decision in the dark of night to live as one again.
Of dark forbidden romances and love's first knowing kiss.
Of furtive caresses and hushed whispers shared in the night,
once innocent touches now hidden and taboo.
If walls could speak, oh the stories they could tell.
Feed the author please! Flames tickle and will be used to roast
marshmallows!