Oh Lord the heat
The shocking wave
Oh Lord the pain
The joyful ache
Oh Lord so sweet
Forbidden fruit
To loose my soul
To gain his heart
What would become of my mortal soul?
If you are not in it at all
What would become of your mortal heart?
If you don’t let me swim in it
Oh Lord he is my reflection
Molten lava heat and passion
My taboo love he is the one
When he whispers I am in the zone
Oh Lord he is so imperfect
Weak as I am with such defect
He is volcanic yet so gentle
Kind and warm very humble
Oh Lord mercy this sweet devour
That consumed me like a fire
What would become of my fragile heart?
If you are not here by my side
What would become of your fragile soul?
If I do not love you at all
Oh, Lord this is so eternal
Fire and wind so magical
Eruptive love unconditional
Physical and spiritual
In higher way so connected
Truly real and elevated
Non judgmental so courageous
He is in to my inner self
Oh Lord I know He is a sinner
And yet I love him and crave for more
What would become of your sinner heart?
If I am not here to hear the beat
What would become of my sinner soul?
If you do not love me at all
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem