The greatest sin

I spend hours and hour sifting through the flowers
of irrational passion and unsilenced violence
admitted submission and undaunted defiance
like rows and rows of roses rising
from the soil of sin and turmoil within
and I've yet to peer within your book of self
lying there alone on its separate shelf
Untouched Undefined Undefiled Divine
with its uncracked spine so unlike mine
Will you share it with me, may I look inside
at the tempestuous temptations you're attempting to hide
I promise not to tarnish its exquisite cover
nor to bend the delicate petals of its pages
I will guard it like a sacred lover
and keep its secrets safe throughout the ages
let me read aloud what lies therin
for silence is the greatest sin