The Sin

I sinned a sin full of pleasure, In an embrace which was warm and fiery. I sinned surrounded by arms that were hot and avenging and iron. In that dark and silent seclusion I looked into his secret-full eyes. my heart impatiently shook in my breast In response to the request of his needful eyes. In that dark and silent seclusion, I sat dishevelled at his side. his lips poured passion on my lips, I escaped from the sorrow of my crazed heart. I whispered in his ear the tale of love: I want you, o life of mine, I want you, O life-giving embrace, O crazed lover of mine, you. desire sparked a flame in his eyes; the red wine danced in the cup. In the soft bed, my body drunkenly quivered on his chest. I sinned a sin full of pleasure, next to a shaking, stupefied form. o God, who knows what I did In that dark and quiet seclusion.