He bore down and Arching over her A single holding hand cupped against Her waiting skin let me in God's first kiss She waited Lips parted tentative As he waited on the brink God will let me think Waiting A weighted silence Baiting dip Press against her lips let me in God's only sin
Sink
And when he pulled out Slipped away Her lips weren't normal dry And inside a part of him was left Behind Dyed forever