When does the evening end and the night begin?
When does dusk fade to night?
When does romance turn to lustful sin?
How many wrongs make a right?
How can it be wrong to look at you?
To run my hands through your hair
It’s surely not wrong to kiss you too
And never come up for air?
How can it be wrong to feel this desire?
To feel your skin quiver to my touch
It’s impossible to quench this fire
I need this heat to much
Is it wrong to see that blush on your skin
As you surrender to my sight?
At what point does desire end and love begin?
How many wrongs make a right?
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Author:
Tallisman (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Beautiful! I guess you were in a "philosophical mood" when you wrote this one. I really enjoyed reading it. Great job once again tallisman!
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