Close Quarters

I'm no criminal
But I've broken a law or two
For you, so many more I would bend if only you'd ask me to
I'd give up all I own
I'd shed all this weight that's kept me away from you
And I swear to the gods
There isn't a thing that I'll expect from you, my dear
Beyond a press of your lips to my own
Your head laid upon my chest
And know, the moment I've paid for all my wrongs
I'll be yours before we are gone
To you I will belong