Sweet Guilt

I no longer have a healthy heart
To love another woman but you
I no longer have a scented garden
To blossom for a stranger in my spirit
Take me by the wizards in your eyes
Guide me to the details of bare body
And lose me in your naughty courage
To assemble you a mansion for delights
What are you doing, and where are
you going to, did you not say that
I am the man of pleasing times then
why I am neglecting your belief in love
smash my horizons and adore me
shatter my excitements and love me
until I get intoxicated from adoring your
hands, lips, and your blowing up hair
why our societies create sensitiveness
when we are just trying to develop a
motion, under the layers of sweet guilt
I will love you away from social senses