When Adam bit the apple, it wasn't for hunger, But trust—he trusted Eve, loved her beyond God's word, Past the rules of heaven, where hearts grow ever younger, For what is heaven, to the warmth of a woman's love?
What's God, when she stands beside you, asking for faith? The first sin wasn't defiance, but trust, Eve trusted the serpent, Adam trusted Eve, And here I stand, trusting you, like the first dust.
Maybe it's a sin, like the first of many, Maybe they're right—we're sinners, offending God with every breath. But what's divinity, when love speaks louder? What's heaven, compared to this moment, you and I, beneath the quiet skies?
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Can you make me sinless? Will you then, hold me? Please?" As I watch her grow, I wonder if I’ve failed. While everyone else matured, I remained lost, No one paused to guide me along.
I see her struggling, feeling flawed and impure, Hidi...
What today to you feels like a sin but is actually not?
I’ll start: Taking a sabbatical from work to recoup and rejuvenate feels like a sin as I’ll miss out on growth but should not be so if it's for my wellbeing.
For the thoughts I believed to be my friend The inner voice I always believed was at my side Was after a child He didn't know what was best for him
Agreed the nature wants the species to continue For the thoughts of other gender to fin...
She struts in bold, with heat in her sway, Saffron-clad, making you crave all day.
Spices drip like honeyed sin, Each bite daring you to dive right in.
Her curves are rich, her flavor raw, You want her bad, you're in awe.
She teases ...
