My Sin Cabeza: 'Then have my lips the sin that they have took. Sin from my lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again.' - William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet Glosa: i bask in the feel of silk across my eyes i feel Him come so close then walk away A teasing touch, but one that causes sighs He knows i pray that this time He will stay i arch my back with all that it implies He reads me well i am His open book He opens a window making me shiver against my will Under the the autumn's breath He knows i can't keep still He parts me with blunt threats to more than look Then have my lips the sin that they have took. Whispering that only i make Him yearn i know the svelte voice misleads Its an unexpected pleasantry i earn Flechettes, blades, ben-wah beads His tirade wicked and wondrous in turn As i, His personal armiger do equip His tastes for things shiny and steel Their icy touch a torture surreal Halts a Freudian slip Sin from my lips? It’s me He chooses first to disrobe A weakness rarely on display A hard pinch to already tender globes Signals it’s one for which i must pay Oooohhhh! He increases the speed to the probe To the point where nice and naughty converge Yes i do accept the blame When His sacrosanct name Is moaned in passion’s surge O trespass sweetly urged! And as His desire burns faster Mine is halted as His get Stark and hard He is my Master Pliant and supple, i am His pet His liquid heat drips as blessed oil from pastor But my crescendo He orders to abstain i tremble for failing Him won’t endear With a brute mercy He releases me from my fear Until naught but unrepentant memories remain Give me my sin again.