I have sinned so far 
With your honeyed lips 
Dived against a dozen hazel waves
And Stolen pearl-filled shells
From the ocean of your eyes 
Begged your precious ears 
To let my foolish chatters pass by
For your rosebud to give off words
That dance around my heavy head
Gathered the scent of your cologne in my ***** 
That beats for every inch of your proximity
It burns my flushed flesh with searing sin 
And my heart with pleasant remorse  
May Lord God be Merciful to rebels
Who ran from sacred sanity to Love.
Tina RSH ©