Dark glances..alluring trance
folly as we dance the song of
sexual sin.
Arms embrace, fearing to taste.
Blood on my lips that my teeth have
split.
The devils own has blinded me to
make me his own, his passion drives
me to the quick..
My body now corrupt..sick without
so much as his touch. Relapse of
sin to begin..in touching him.
Sinfully delightful, heaven could
not be so kind.. given me his body
his mind I am to be blind, never find.
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