Is it possible
I am destined for the wrong kind of love?
What might await us,
If only you were as willing as I
to possibly lose it all,
I wish blindly to fall into you
I know in truth we may destroy each other beautifully,
but even that would be sweet.
The thought of you is relentless,
is a whisper of love worth the risk
of our death?
Only you can provide the answer,
we may come to damn each other,
but the moment I saw you I knew
I would readily be condemned
if only for a taste of you,
the touch of you.
You have already stole
a part of me away
and I know you would hate the thought,
count is as another of you sins
but I want you to give in
and let us fall to ruins if we must