When touch and kisses feel great,
If you say so, then it becomes.
Skin and sweat proof of us,
Each breathe with every move
The air on the room that circles
as we fly high
Once labelled wrong
Then it becomes a mistake
Beyond the judgements of
The heavens and of hell
Who says what's right or not?
If the verdict comes from you
Our love is said to be a sin
Because of your affection for another.
Written by: Dominique M. Arancon