Writers Jam

Make this saint a sinner by your scent…

••• You do know, i am a saint. The one who treats love as a biggest sin to ever happen to me. The one who sees physical touch as the most revolting act — something I swore I’d never do. A saint, to the society, to the people whose eyes follow my every move. But i think this has changed now. Maybe you are the reason. Your sinful gaze melted something deep inside my soul. It wasn’t lust that you showed me. If it were to be-I’d have vanished from your life without a trace. A small part of my heart started beating. Sinfully fast. And for a moment- i think maybe the touch of your voice isn’t that disgusting. Maybe the way you hold my hand isn’t that bad. So my love, can you make this little saint a sinner in your love? Are you willing to hold me throughout the life and problems like i do? Will you let me wear your scent like a sacred sin etched into my soul?