Sinning With A Talmud Chacham

I met a guy
Chabad and breslov
All at once
He preached the world
But never said no to touching a pretty girl
Like me

It was confusing for us
Because we both lived for another world besides our own
And yet meeting each other
We felt drawn to this world
In touch and feeling our souls greeted

All those conversations about Hashem were like nothing
Compared to airy lips which he pressed upon me

In hunger I craved that he would break the law of touching
Thinking about him

I was happy when he locked lips with mine in his car. Unafraid of the god above
I was joyfully bewildered at the pleasure in sin with a talmud Chacham

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