I lay beside her, others say we are wrong. who are they to judge. my life is my own. to share with the one I love only, if she will have me. if it is wrong how come it feels so right. sin must be in the eye of the beholder, for I only behold beauty in her eyes. the darkness held at bay by a smile. the power of light grants those who follow their heart solace in the fact their is but one out there for you
