Satan's Touch

We were torn asunder as viciously as our lips collided.
I kept my fists closed, arms wrapped around your neck
To hold you in the vice you held me would condemn us.
To bring us closer, we would
burn.
To caress you as intimately as you did I would be sin.
But the night saw ours, and I saw yours.
Your Satan's touch damned us to the core.

You

They fell from your full lips so easily,
sweet words drawing me into dangerous territory.
I kissed your full lips so softly, 
and you had me instantly.
Secret meetings under the moonlight
to hide the wrestling of lips
and the blush brought by your fingertips.

But

I hate your full lips so incredibly,
I hate your sweet nothings that ensnared me surreptitiously. 
I wish I never kissed your full lips so softly,
That we had never combined so sweetly.
I was afraid, I was afraid.
The truth came sharply, my heart torn out with a blade.
I won't forget what your lips taught me under the night shade.