but because I am happily married
I’ll never cross the line and cheat.
Some might say that
my heart has not committed a sin,
while others might say
my heart has a flirtatious nature.
It might be because my heart was starved
of love when I grew up.
Who knows whatever the cause,
but I know I am
only a one woman man,
who looks at what my heart does
as my only sin.
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