I Broke My Own Heart

Under my covers
We talked skin to skin
Shaking and trembling 
Wondering when to begin

With one little whisper 
And one little grin
I entered heaven
While knowing I sinned

I’m not sure about you
But my soul can’t pretend
What started at hello
For me never ends

All the words for your ears
Can only live in my pen
It’s the passion that’s lacking
It’s only calling you friend

Lust is the demon
And great is its spell
I thirst for cool water
A drink from loves well

If want has a meaning 
At a table it dwells 
In a library lied fate
And in fate lies my hell 

Then I broke my own heart 
I was tricked by my mind
In the darkness came truth 
As I opened my eyes 

My heart beating fast
From the raging desire 
Though I run from you
I’m still burned by it’s fire

Any chance you were there
And woke the same way
In the light of the morning 
On this very same day
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