My Chaste Sin
It's full light of the steady day
Quickly it's night and love now dry hay
My love is pure and chaste, she saw gay
How shall I win i heart without hurting the bay
Hold me ye Hold me ye, why make me be
Now I am but guilty of a sin that sting as bee
Cast me into hell for heaven's got no deed
Where shall I now pitch my tent, cos I never did
Probe me thorough for hidden is a dark bliss
That has chosen to curse yet mask me bless
Can I see what you term now that she is cold and miss
Now life took her to death a maiden, it's check mate d'chess
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