Dear ghost,
I did it hundred times. I did it so shamelessly. I did it so secretly. I did it first when I submerged within those senses. When they showed me it existed. I lost my mind. I was fascinated, tempted and thus, I fell. Its a sin afterall. In every religion, I have wronged my purity. I have lost control over it a long time ago. I speak of this to no one. I shall speak of this to no one. Dear my demons, let me go already. You have held my thirst long enough. Set me free.
Yours even as I fear to be.