How can I stand here
& sing in this choir
with this burning desire
to suck you in and out
up and under
the church piano
I want to shout the Lawd's
name
at the same
time you curse the devil
for making it feel so good
wishing I could
take your offering
over & over
& over again
repent'n repent'n
stop that girl
we ain't sinn'n
don't you understand
God made us he created this
if it were a sin it
wouldn't feel like bliss
Once again you write about scenarios others would shy away from. Your mind works in mysterious ways, Reginald. I really like the wording in this one.