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.
