The limerence of your love is soothing to my soul
Unloved before I felt
Unlovable
But your pensive tongue disputes the part of me
That's still doubtful
If your love was a rose I wouldn't pick it from my garden
I'd sleep out in the cold and practice my barden
I'd grow old and cold and rough
But I'd be with my love
The sanctity of your kiss is indispensable
To my very being
Without it in life
There is no meaning
In regards to you my heart could never grow fickle
Though if my heart were made of wood
I'd allow you to whittle away the parts of me
Not worth keeping
Though I feel you wouldn't change a thing
The sanctity of your kiss is indispensable
To my very being
Without it in life
There is no meaning
It's only you for that I crave
So be it if they call us depraved
For this act of lust
Of that I must
So what if it is a sin
There's no greater hell than the one I am living is
But I swear I see the heavens when I look at you
And I feel the grace of God with every touch
I'm cleansed of their
Toxic virtue
The sanctity of your kiss is indispensable
To my very being
Without it in life
There is no meaning