The Sin

A tale that began so long ago

That nobody can remember the start.

It was passionate, and forgiving

Had an undeniable beautiful heart.

The truth held within both of them

from long ago they tried in vain

Once kissed upon a hill in Dublin

Now in Seattle, in the rain.

Seated now face to face

A crowded home lost in voices

They lose the ability to repent

With lots of seedy choices.

Refrain from talking of the past

Knowing it was the choice they made

First of many within their lives

But certainly wasn’t their last.

A story that began long ago

Their sin, was remorse

The obscurity didn’t help much,

Of course.