Sarahbellum

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your wedding band burns
a gold fire for all to see
you are legally bound to another
yet say you want only me
I feel your hands on me
sliding across my thighs
the lips that beg to taste me
shower me with lies
my heart and body quiver
putting me to the test
my mind and soul contemplate
I can find no rest
torn between the consequences
what i want and what is right
my body begs you to take me
i can not be so trite
i push your hands away
decline your gentle touch
it is hard refusing the pleasure
i want to you far too much
yet no i say and mean
though i desire to give in
i know you'll only hurt me
and there is no satisfaction in sin