My Love
My love is a burning fire,
A strong desire.
It hurts and yearns,
But that's the only way to learn
There's good things too,
Like knowing my love is true.
But in my mind,
Love is a sin.
It hurts but,
I'm never giving in.
My love is good,
My love is strong.
It can't tell right from wrong.
When i fall, I fall hard.
I know its not good,
And I'd stop it if i could.
Buy still, at your heart i kneel.
I can't control how I feel.
Copyright © Emilee Linthacum | Year Posted 2014
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