Our Sin

This is wrong;
Allowing my heart to succumb
to a heat for lust as I bare my face
against her window and stare
as she dances in her underwear.

This is grave;
Granting my soul to a demonic
craving that allures my body
closer and closer to hers
against my will, with solely an
earthly desire to fulfil.

This is forbidden;
Relishing the sensation of her
flesh and warmth while I cover
her entire body with the benevolence
of my kiss, in the realm of my
eternal bliss.

This is a Sin;
Aware that we’re inviting shame
upon our names yet refusing the
abandonment of this pleasurable
expression of our love,
Our pleasurable Sin.

 

 

4 thoughts on “Our Sin

  1. belladonna23 says:

    very beautiful, and ohh how true it is..

  2. Ina says:

    What a wonderful poem about lust 🙂

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