The solace of the sand

I grew up in a land of cousins and brothers
Where in Public, men never kissed their mothers

I learnt early on that staying silent was having grace
Yet passion's call does not allow for saving face

I sensed it was a forbidden love as I held her hand
Now in my heart's desert, I seek the solace of the sand

With the writing this poem I called forth an unjust shame
For my lonely night knows no forgiveness, remembering her name

Semper Fidelis

(I dont know whats gotten into me, but I had to write this... dont read into it)