Contain this sin

He was soft,
so gentle,
so new.
Pressed tight,
yet craved more,
move closer.
It was different,
such a rush,
so exhilarating.
Unfamiliar lips,
Not to be kissed,
but were.
Her mundane heart,
bled guilt,
no restraint.
She could not,
contain this sin,
Anymore.


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