Stolen Passion

Dear sister Grace I hope you don't grieve For i had to leave to wash away my sin And to pay for my deed I know it's hard for you to forgive me many a times I've heard you swearing on your knee you will slit the throat of whom wears your coat I didn't bribe God to give this face have got nor did i make my heart to love the man you adore i know how much it hurts he is tender ,loving and handsome wild and dangerous in bed a hypocrite and liar in life with this he possess under his belt be worry the number of women is numerous i couldn't stand him but fell to the rhythm of his hymn he got the charm that made me fall into his harm the bright and white sexy eyes sister ,don't you see i had no choice or even the reluctant voice to try and stop him and for my weakness i have to plea i am really sorry! he touched me once,not twice and truly I was no longer wise his hand was magic making my temperature rise as it went down my pelvic he does do it well leaving me tired and dirty with a new ignited desire to wait him swell and take me even hire sister, i know you knew that to get he will your fear was real we share a mother but we cant share our children's father goodbye dear sister