The touch of your skin

The feel of your lips

My arms wrapped in yours

How is this sin?

You tell me girl wait

But I don’t understand

I know you want this

It’s gotta be fate

All these looks and raw stares

They’re stripping her bare

Their looks pierce her skin

THEIR hatred — THAT is sin

Let’s run away together

Let me be your forever

Our bodies will melt as one

While we lay under the sun….

Please don’t leave right now

I’ll miss you, you know

One day I’ll be yours

Oh no. She walked out the door

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