Blooming in the ashes, tangled in forbidden touch and whispered vows.
I am the rose that grows from ruin, kissed by the heat of temptation,
My soul bound to the one who dares to hold me in the shadow of eternity.
Every stolen moment, every burning kiss, is a sin I willingly commit.
I am temptation incarnate, bound in a love that thrills and devours, never to be freed.
I was claimed in the darkness, where desire drips like poison on my lips.
Love is a sin I indulge in, a wicked pleasure I can't escape.
In the quiet, I was found-