| Unhidden, Forbidden Tell me not that you don�t feel, Say not that your lips are sealed, And tell me not what you believe, Or how your thoughts deceive. Your heart may never stray But your body gives you away. A hidden box struggles to contain the fire And glistens with your desire, But you�re above it all, One step ahead of the fall. All for the sanctity of love, All for the purity of One perfect little child who must Avoid every corner turning to lust, That hidden box of treasure, That one ounce of pleasure. So tell me not what you believe And I�ll tell you not how I relieve Every drop of pinned up tension, Every last hiding intention. Everything that would make you frown Lying underneath that evening gown. Your heart may never stray, But you give yourself away. |