The Passion

No matter how hard I try

the shame in my eyes

brings fear to yours.

The passion in my heart

leads me to trip and stumble.



My fault leads me to wonder?

Will you be there to pick me up,

or will I have to be strong on my own?

Will you kiss my wounds

and hold me until the shaking stops?



My feelings are of passion

and yours are of lust.

Isn't there a way

to make you feel the same?



Do I have to nail myself

to a cross so that you will

worship me?

Your sins are forgiven

just let me in,

just let me have one more

kiss.



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