rescue
who will find and who will lose it?
every breath as touch on skin
is it rescue? is it sin?
slow dance and eyes to eyes
am I perfect, am I nice?
curtains closed, no more guests
hear your wisper: "you are best"
no more secrets, no more games
you my sin, my secret blame
tender music, kiss on neck
you're my rescue, no way back.
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