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He makes my heart race and my breath quicken
When he is near. His touch is almost more than I can take. Why is forbidden fruit so sweet. It should sour in my mouth, But it hasn't. I cannot resist temptation. I want him. Those stolen embraces. And although my heart isn't his My body resonds, almost against my will. Almost. We take what we can, here in the shadows, Hidden from the world. And I know it is wrong, but still I want him; God help me I do. Someday I'll pay for these sins, This dream that wil dissappear like mist That was never there. But my will is weak, And for now, I just want this. Julie -May 14 1997 |
