Forbidden love
Two souls laying naked
Walls torn
No more fear
No more secrets
No going back
Most beautiful sin

Sometimes you want what you can't have & resisting the urge is a lost battle from the start...
The tempted are quickly torn apart,
time & time again the white flag is waved.
Another has given up & caved.
Temptation has won once more
adding to their undefeated score...
rules broken & adrenaline is to blame
...it's just the beginning of the curiosity game....

I saw Temptation
& he stared at me
with his narcotic eyes
blossoming nebulas formed
around his head
& i felt sinful
just staring
back
at him

i felt like
i'd go straight
down
to hell
with just wondering
if his lips
if his mouth
tasted like
the darkest
of coffee

& i don't
even like
coffee

but
i'm willing
to try

Give me this one night
Together alone again
We will listen to the words
The words our body's sing
And dance beyond
Our past temptation and salvation
The realization of
A new dimension
will be stamped in our soul  
Past promises and torments
Have no meaning
Be calm as our intoxicated body
Paint a new masterpiece
Consumed by that uncontrollable fire
Within our of passion of desire
Stay the night
as I lead you to the edge
The desire becomes stronger
As we become prisoners in our dance
Prisoners of our temptation
The darkness we no longer fear
It beckons us deeper
As we become one

Firm, ripe, temptation red,  
the pale green-yellow flesh
floods my mouth
with Sweet juice and the sting of tartness
like a gift from a serpent
I know I should be ashamed
but I have been bitten.

Only
          what you crave
     has the strength to
  tempt you.

I have never met him,
But he thinks I am stunning,
He's everything I want,
No one else is in the running.

Skin like a Redmayne,
Darkest eyes I've ever seen,
Just a posh boy who's determined
To crush his parents dreams.

He's the Saint of Temptation,
Talks like he's got a title,
In love with the East,
A master of survival.

He is steeped in history,
And though I do not know why,
His reputation reaches further
Then the late night red sky.


The only problem is,
He's as perfect as can be,
No matter how stunning,
Another girl's with him, not me.

I had this desire
it was flowing through me
it wasn't ethical
but it felt mystical
his hands were softer
lips were sweeter
love was better
why does it feel so good
To be Bad

I want you to write your name with your tongue inside of my mouth so I can feel it every time I speak