Inside of me lives a sinner 

Not just any sinner a

Sinner at heart 

On certain days I ache to die for love because 

You were the forbidden fruit

I crave to savor 

I crave to feel,touch

I knew I wanted your kisses 

And even my heart prayed 

For your love 

Because my body desire it 

      It only wanted your hands 

40 days I waited

40 days lost in the mist of torture and thirst 

In the end I knew the consequences 

Even if it broke me 

From there I bloomed in holy water 

As if the fragments of the heart arteries 

Desires  no longer existed 

I was asked if i fulfill 

The duty of the prophecy 

I only answered with

I was condemned to be a 

Sinner at heart 

sincerely,

Rosalind Hernandez