sin

Let these sins I wear
Be birthed from my womb.
When in my belly
They served me well
And when disbanded, alas
I should love them too.

Leave your baggage at the door
And come to me
Wholeheartedly.

Come to me friend
But ye best be adorned
In your own skin
For both our minds
Ought to be naked
To truly melt on in to one another