You are all out there
Sinning the good sins
And I'm home--
Just home--
With a sinful mind
And idle fingers,
Wishing such Lasciviousness
Upon
Myself,
Longing
For the bliss of the Forbidden.
Almost-innocent tears
(for I am not without fault)
Pass through me
In girlish stupidity.
I don't want this
Preoccupation.
I would prefer
Cognizant frolicking
In that which is Taboo.
If I cannot have peace,
I would have sin in its stead.
-LP
Nov 30, 2013
Nov 30, 2013 at 1:13 AM UTC
You are all out there
Sinning the good sins
And I'm home--
Just home--
With a sinful mind
And idle fingers,
Wishing such Lasciviousness
Upon
Myself,
Longing
For the bliss of the Forbidden.
Almost-innocent tears
(for I am not without fault)
Pass through me
In girlish stupidity.
I don't want this
Preoccupation.
I would prefer
Cognizant frolicking
In that which is Taboo.
If I cannot have peace,
I would have sin in its stead.
-LP
Hoping that in publishing this, I will not be struck down by a mighty thunderbolt.
