The Confessor

Your lips are burning
for a kiss
your skin is glowing
A touch
You desire me
yet you're scared
you want
what you can never have
I am a confessor
Not your lost lover
I am the forbidden  fruit

I have daggers
You travelled for days
for months , and years
to get to me
Your eyes are shinning
Emotions locked
inside
On the hill

from my temple
I look down at you
move closer
I am real
move closer
I am your confessor
be mine
be under my spell
be my lover
forevermore...