sacred love

February 20, 2018

My mind goes wild

as i think of her

I cant help myself

i know its wrong

our love has to be sacred

and i hate it

i just want her for myself

all the time

but our love is a secret

evrytime i think of her

SACRED

everytime i touch her

Sacred

everyime i need her

SACRED

thats all it is

from now til the end

our Sacred love dies with us.

~Kaleah Francis

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