To avoid temptation.
To stay away from what God declares sinful.
To deny a true self reflection.

Your lips are much softer than I remember.
Your skin feels warmer too.
How much I hadnt yet realised the most that I missed you.

People will tell me that I am at fault, that i am incorrect, that I've been wrong.
But they only read what the lord has to write, so what have they to bat at me an eye.

The first sunday of lent..
I greet your hazel eyes kindly.
But no one but the spirits know what is going on in my mind.

They see the desire held in my heart.
Where the secrecy of intimacy has been laid dormant.
Until I lay by your side in the dead of night.
The pounding in my chest becomes more alive.
I'll meet you where you need me.

I wake without you.
Im no longer completed.
Broken down and tired.
Abandoned and afraid.
You left and so my heart is frayed.

I put your love inside a jar.
I draw letters for you every night.
In cursive I write.
I hope you help us out of here.
I pray we find the light.

Without God in our corner.
We will have nothing to fear.
So long as we are together.
I will always be here.
You are better than the Bible.
And thicker than blood.
You have the viscosity of honey.
So that's what you are.

I will always love you.
Even if it's sinful.
We've brought one another this far.

                               - Ariah