Sweet Sin
Shades of your hair doesn't matter
when the dress slips from your skin
our dreams would never ever shatter
as we begin to cherish our sweet sin
those long nails won't scratch my heart
while searching for an existing soul in my chest
i feel your hands playing with my patience
& wonder when every edge of mine would rest
depth of your eyes won't penetrate my sanity
while they stare at my naked soul with intensity
feelings of being loved for the first time rises within
with the burning desire of recreating my own destiny
warmth of your arms won't shake my will
as they surround me completely with thrill
our dreams would never ever shatter
as we begin to cherish our sweet sin