Don't face me with the choice
Don't face me with the choice,
To kiss those lustful lips.
Don't leave me with the thought,
Of your lovable grip.
Don't let me analyze,
The good about this sin.
Don't lock your gaze with mine,
Or let me feel your skin.
Don't touch me with your hands,
Or run them through my hair.
Don't brush your lips with mine,
For then it is not fair
Don't tempt me with your eyes,
Or kiss away my tears.
Don't hug me when I cry,
Or chase away my fears.
Don't hold me ever so softly,
And say you won't let go.
Don't give me butterfly kisses,
Then say you love me so.
Don't leave me with the option,
To leave tonight or stay.
Don't leave me here to pick,
For I know what I will say.
Don't face me with the choice,
Of such a lustful sin.
Don't leave it up to me,
For I'd surely give in.