Sinful Whispers Poem by April Humason

Oh, quiet sin, you call my name,
A subtle fire, a hidden flame,
You pull my thoughts into your game,
While Heaven watches, still the same.

Your voice is soft, you feel so near,
Like velvet wrapped in doubt and fear,
You paint a world that's not quite clear,
But truth is louder when I hear.

My flesh may bend, my heart may sway,
But Spirit teaches me the way,
You promise light, but bring decay —
God's whisper breaks what you would say.

No chains of gold, no thrill of night,
Can match the peace of living right,
Your shadow fades in holy light,
When I choose God instead of fight.

So when you whisper, I won't fall,
I hear a higher, clearer call,
Grace is stronger than it all —
And I am His, no matter all.