I plead guilty to love in the highest degree.
             But my love isn't of lust

      It is that of the deepest friendship.
Like the deepest blue of the sunset on warm summers night.

It is that of the warmest passion of sweet lovers.
Like the warm sand on your feet during a midnight  
             strole on the beach.

It is that of the stillest commitment of newly weds.
Like the stillness of the midnight stars on your soul.

So you see if loving my deepest friend, My warmest  passion, And My stillest commitment is wrong;
       than I don't whant to be right.

            And if all this is a crime.
      I plead guilty to love in highest degree.


                                   Steven