I see dawn on the curtains of your hair
Blood pulsing, fast and slow.
The glow of your skin, it’s making me wonder
How can life be so miserably sweet—
As Shakespeare’s Romeo said
“Give me my sin again”
Divine is us, you once sang
Pleasure is a taste or so of your lips.
An issue of fire burning my soul
Followed by the light from your eyes.
If I could die now,
Don’t stop me from falling.
Hush
Hush
I see
No word is needed
Just give me my sin again.
