The Different Rings of Love

Were we wrong to ever touch? Were we wrong to give consent? Were we wrong to have enjoyed the time together spent? In each others arms where the passion ruled our thoughts,that we have in the night all other time is lost. In our minds we only think of the pleasure that we bring,to each other it does not matter the indentation of different rings,that lay upon the table beside the bed which we have made. For each other we can only hope our souls will soon be saved by the power that joined our lives we others many years ago in a holy place where we said "I Do" how were we to know? That seperately we could not live,our love could never breath,to fill our lives with happiness we knew we had to leave.Now what only seems like moments in the darkness of the night we hold each other close and wonder.Were we wrong to ever touch? Were we wrong to give consent? Were we wrong to have enjoyed the time together spent?