Sinful Hearts

Exhausted Cries
And Dismal Skies
Upon a Journals Entry
And Appalled At It All
The Words Began To Bend Me

Puppet Strings
And Loving Things
Wrapped Around Her Pen
Silhouettes...Haven't Felt This Yet
Flawlessly Tacked In

Her Memoirs Mind
Lost In Time
And Berried In Her Words
From Addictive Lips And Perfect Hips
Never To Be Heard

Mesmerized Yet Feels In Sin
To Love Someone So Deep Within
Purity Sprung From Perfect Love..
As All Approval Ceased To Hug
She Fell In Love With a Tainted Drug

In Cocaine Strings
And Loving Things
And Lines Of Heartfelt Hurt
How She Loved This Woman Sincerely So
The World Wont Let It Work

Loving Hearts Interlaced
a Thousand Words Tacked In Place
Of All The Hate The World Would Say
If They Knew This Girl Was Gay

So She'll Hide
Deep Inside
From The Only Love She's Known
Because The World Frowns On Her
And Makes Her Feel Its Wrong

(After Reading My Poem Ask Yourself...Is Love Wrong?)