Don't look away
From me
Only for a minute
So I can breathe
Ripped jeans
Short hair
Green converse
I wish that I could
Write my name on her
Brown eyes
Brown Hair
Tan skin
How can people
call it a sin
to love her?
She leans down
To kiss me
She has to raise me off the ground
To hold me
How can they call it
this?
How can they call it
a sin?
When I've never felt better?
