The most hanious crime is beauty.

Its such a horrid trait.

Just the slightest sight of you,

will put me in a state.

Your other crimes are many,

how many can you have?

A heart of gold,

that has me sold.

It's such a horrid trait.

What I'd give to hold your hand,

that fits so well with mine.

Your intelect refreshing.

Your humor is devine.

How many crimes,

can one committ?

What's the point in fighting?

I forefit.

I will give into your crimes

If that is what you please.

Your simple perfection,

makes me weak in my knees.

And as i said before...

You could never be a bore.

But the most hanious crime is beauty.

its such a horrid trait.