my melancholic brain is too pensive
for your innocent mind.
yet your inviting touch is endearing when it whispers
"come closer"
but i'd break you if i step one foot near you
oh if God saw what was in my mind at this moment
he would call me a sinner;
but he keeps his privy mouth shut
of my wrongdoings of sacrilege.
dear Lord,
for i cannot keep him out of my mind for one long second;
though when his name does slip my mind
i have no purpose.
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all the love
jessica
