forbidden

bite the  says the id buried deep inside but the desire never surfaces never comes up for air keep away from temptation keep away from its source says the all-rational super ego besides you and i both know it will not happen it was never meant to happen it does not fit it would seem unreal out-of-place bizarre most people would not accept it and you would go mad just trying to figure out why as mad as you are right now for not being able to forget about the  dangling from the tree you stopped going to for what feels like ages an  of the golden kind the one you thought would never appeal to you oh how wrong you were then and how terribly wrong you are now for indulging in foolish dreams and thoughts that will never lead to anything forget it forget about the  let it go it is forbidden