Wont apologize

I will not apologize if my main squeeze
Is not with whom you are please
Or of whom religion speaks
With the right amount of masculinity
Shaping our forbiden entity
Your feminine nature
Our love they can't waver

When two hearts are becoming one
You and I, their thoughts I shun
Moving to the beat of our own conga drum
Drunken in love
The taste of your suckulent, honey dip, goodness
With the scent of lingering lust on my finger tips,
What hot mess we create when entageled together on that mission
To being the only ones

We are lost in our own world
Your curve lines in my arms I fold
My chocolate covered beauty
In your eyes I could see
I could feel
The virtue of your natural being
Are we less human
because off my tongue rolls your favourite song
Oh my sweet, lets begin
To move to our own rhythm.