Like the acts of pagan lovers,
Unabashed
and unashamed,
Unable
to stop our passion,
Unafraid
to let it grow.
Delving
into ancient custom
Where
decorum has no name,
Naked
to a prudish world,
Never
caring who might know.
Dare
I taste the fruit forbidden?
Shall
I thirst to drink your wine?
Will
you fill me up completely?
Beg
my cup to overflow?
Without
doubt and without reason
I accept
your pagan love,
Giving
up my mortal soul in tribute
For
I love you so.
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