My Greatest Sin Poem by Ashlyn Brena

She had a melodious voice,
she sang just like Megan the Stallion.
Her playlist was my choice.
She was that one in a million,
A palace-less queen,
rooted in sin.

A gorgeous sexy young teen she was,
I was eighteen and I hated sin.
I used to spend most of my time in church singing hosanna,
but all she thought of was weed, whiskey, ice and savanna.

She was only fifteen,
not old enough to know what she knew,
She filled me with passionate lust
I knocked on her thighs, she opened.
I lost it in-between her legs,
Just like Adam I ate the forbidden fruit.

My greatest sin.

Ashlyn Brena.