You said, “Bring that box to my home,”
I laughed and asked, “Which room’s your own?”
Your sister’s? Your mama’s? Don’t make me guess—
You smiled and said, “Mine, no less.”
You tease me, say I’m crossing the line,
But baby, your eyes already met mine.
They call it sin, but how can it be,
When every breath feels holy to me?
We’re not breaking rules, we’re breaking free,
Love’s the language of destiny.
Love is sacred, love’s not shame,
Fire in the heart, never needs a name.
They can whisper, they can blame,
But love is sacred all the same.
They said “wait till the vows are said,”
But my heart’s already wed.
No rings, no rules, no pain, no lies,
Just your truth in my eyes.
Love is sacred, love’s not wrong,
Even silence feels like a song.
Let the world turn, let it fade,
Our hearts are where heaven’s made.
Call it wild, call it brave,
But love… is sacred.