When he calls
I know my heart will mutter
My lips will still
and my knees will stutter
His tears will wash my skin
with man's sin
I recall what we had been
And will never be
Because of me
The whispers, the sighs
The forbidden tangles of our thighs
Interlocked lips and open eyes
I remember the nightmare in disguise
Of a dream
It would only seem
For my skin is not clean
But burned
By him
What do I say?
What will I pray?
Forever distant,
but still so Close
My heart is persistent
With his little woes
Can I just say goodbye
And finally die
With a new life from this place
So that I can make haste
To the path I need
With my heart as a new seed?
When he calls
I will not stutter
But my heart will flutter.
I'll say what I must to the eyes
Who promised me the skies.
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