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Sinned
With the taste of sin upon my lips,
He pushes me down to the bed.
Shivers dance along my spine,
Not a single word has been said.
No ring circles my finger,
No vows lie between us.
We’re in a moment of passion,
But there’s just enough trust.
Kisses and bites,
Nibbles and licks.
Our bodies move as one,
Trying to tease and do tricks.
It’s hot and sweaty,
It’s nearing the blissful end.
We wrap up in each others’ arms,
Not caring that we have sinned.
(2013)
