She is the face of beauty
The soul of surreal
She walks and all heads turn
Sister in Church
You have turned my thoughts away from God
I came to confess my sins
Here I am, confessing my feelings
What would I say to God
If He asks me what I did in His House today?
I will tell Him I saw one of His children
And I fell in love with her
I don't mean disrespect but these feelings
I have no control over them
She is a Moses
She leads my poor Israelite to the promised land
And in Your house
You said we should fill with love
And here I am, in love with a Nun
Who has pledged her whole life to You
What should I do to make her choose my love over Yours?
Your poor child is in love with a Nun;
Another daughter of Zion that you perfectly shaped
What steps should I take next?
Thank you for your time.
My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.
Still me,
My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.
Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.
