The Perfect Sin
This is the perfect sin
Its so intoxicatingly delicious
So delightfully wrong .
It seems this sin has taken hold
sank its teeth in
refusing to let go
On the surface I play societies game and denounce the sin
Beneath,
I reval in the idea of the dangerousness of the act.
I long to test the boundaries between right and wrong.
I skip along on the fine line of light and darkness
crossing dangerously over the edge,
then back again.
But what happens when I go to far
to come back ?
Will this perfect sin
overtake me
mind body and soul ?
How "perfect" would that be then?
Copyright © Rebecca Travis | Year Posted 2008
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