It's A Cardinal Sin Not To Fall In Love Poem by Mark Heathcote

It's a cardinal sin not to fall in love
To cower in fear is a sin
Oh never to begin, by way of
The warmth of a little cooing dove.

It's a cardinal sin not to fall in love
Oh feel those petal fingers claw
Like silk whilst you yawn
And spread out like golden straw.

It doesn't take anything more
Then an outstretched palm to trust
It doesn't take anything more
Than that first kiss to readjust.

It doesn't take anything more
Then a sack race dance when you're young
Ooh unfold your wings don't be sad
Be amazingly glad.
Oh like a returning prodigal son
Because it's a cowered that turns to run.

Oh it's a cardinal sin not to fall in love
Not to open your heart and be loved.
Love damn is like bubble gum on your shoe
You wish you could shake it off
But without it boy you'll be just blue.