Sinful love

My eyes will always find her,

even in the most crowded room.

She's like an electric fire,

sending sparks that make me bloom.

Just one look

is enough to make me catch my breath. 

I'm not ashamed to admit 

that I'm a puddle in her hands.

Her lips like cherry

dragging marks all over my skin.

I can taste the divine on her,

I can touch the sacred within.

Her lips like cherry

dragging taste all over my tongue. 

It's right here in this moment

that I know where I belong 

So if love is a sin,

then let the whole world be condemned. 

We can use a little hellfire, 

we can use ways to connect.

If love is a sin,

then let this be the end.

I will bury myself in her heat,

and leave my life in her hands.