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Innocence
The moon sets low,
As the temperatures rise.
Temptation is taking over me,
As I look into his eyes.
Midnight walks across the skies,
My heart being my only guide.
Should I follow,
Or stay behind—
Safely on the other side?
Should I swallow my fear,
And let him come as so near?
If I give in,
My innocence will be taken;
And if I don't,
Will I be forsaken?
My body trembles,
As his lips touch mine;
The taste of his mouth,
So sweetly divine.
Will I follow suit,
Or stay behind?
