We all have those- the situations that your mother warned you about. The ones where you have a certainty of what the right thing to do is, yet you disregard the feeling entirely. All that you let govern your thoughts and actions is feelings and raw emotion. Simply put, the right thing doesn't matter anymore.
You can close your eyes and remember the last one. A night of love-drunk debauchery... you know the secrets... you know exactly how they sounded... how they felt... how they tasted. The dark languages of a lover, you could never repeat, but it's even more impossible to forget.
Sex. Fire. Passion. Emotion. Lust. Do you remember? You didn't need light. Not to keep an eye on your sin. You're one with another in all the perfect ways. It felt right... no... it was right.
Love the sinner, but more importantly
Love the sin.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
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