...Seduction And The Sinner... Poem by Kid of Los Angeles

I see it. I see everything.
Every muscle in his body
Every pulse through his veins.
Every breath that he takes.

'Their just feelings. They'll pass.' friends say.
Well, feelings pass.
We end up laying together.
Our sweat mixed in a human wrap of sin.

My legs tangled around his,
as ancient vines upon Rome's magnificent pillars.
Our repeated breaths hover like ghosts upon the air.
My body is healed, but my soul screams.
'What have you done! You horrible sinner! '

Not to much effect.
But my heart is the one that lays the final mark.
'The lover hath made his mark upon your body,
but he hath made none upon your soul.'......