Papermaps - You are my gallows

You are my gallows,
You are my sin.
From the first time,
I let you in.
I remember the time we almost touched,
In the moment, a quiver, I knew you too much.

The taste of your skin,
or the nape of your neck,
I will never, never forget.
I’ll be your scapegoat, who hangs from a tree.
Dangling so we can be free,
You after me.

You are my gallows,
You are my sin.
From the first time I let you in.
I remember the first time we touched,
In the moment, a quiver, you knew me too much.