Destiel Poems

Loves The Sinner, Hates The Sin

I've been thinking

I've been asking questions

'Cause I need to figure this out

I close my eyes but I still see you

I shy away, yet feel your touch

Is it wrong to want someone this much?

To crave your lips

If only to speak my name?

To clasp your fingers,

Hold you in my arms again?

To fall in love with you –

Just to fall in?

You are my craving

You are my sin.