Shalt Not
Run into open arms
Inviting secret charms
Race behind darkened doors
Harlots, rapists, worldly whores
Digress
Speak tones of love
Beautiful looking doves
Heavens gold is free and pure
Tempt me not just to be sure
Fly
Wise to listen but even glisten
As a drop of water listen
On angels wings now glide
Free from earthly pride
Thou shalt not hide!
Copyright © Tim B | Year Posted 2012
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