Your crime is heinous and you do it without remorse
Conflicted I sit - Conflicted I weep
In shock from your actions, I lay still like a corpse
Such beauty driven by a beast, you speak in tongues
I react, for my actions are without God speed
I inhaled your scent on Day 1 and forever tainted were my lungs
Often I ask God to explain what I did to deserve such from you
I'm not a bad person, I'm not a bad soul
Is my crime the fact that I remain next to you through and through?
From wit's end to eternity - I did vow to you, do you recall?
It is certainly true, when I wake up next to you
Truth is, I feel smaller than small
About as big as a bug, about as snug as one in a rug
We are tight like a hug, intoxicated with your love like a drug
With veins cold like a vamp, you can stare and steal my soul
Torturous and methodical you are
Your crime swallows me whole
Yet no police squad will ever whisk you away, you're too smart
Such a crime of the century - least for my life time it is
You are guilty of loving me with all of your heart.
7:15 PM
Husky Downs
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