Vers/3#Saints and Aint’s

©️Angelina Maria 2026 Some wear halos after dark. Some leave bite marks on your heart. Some taste danger on their tongue. Some come loaded like a gun. Some pull heaven through your veins. Some get drunk on wicked games. Some know how to feed restraint. That’s the difference… between Saints and Aints. One says, “Come,” then walks away. One makes every devil pray. When your pulse outruns your brain… You’ll know pleasure from the pain. One won’t chase. One makes you wait. One steals breath. One tempts fate. One burns slow. One just taunts. One gives more. One just wants. One leaves fingerprints in flames. Everybody knows their names. When your body’s stripped of shame… You’re either a Saint… or you Ain’t. Some wear midnight like perfume. Some can own the darkest room. Some keep secrets on their lips. Some leave fire on your fingertips. Some can make the angels faint. Some don’t care what heaven thinks. Some know every sweet restraint. That’s the difference… between Saints and Aints. Every whisper strikes a match. Every glance becomes a trap. Every heartbeat fans the flame. Every sin forgets its name. Heaven watches, holding breath. Hell just smiles beneath your dress. One won’t chase. One makes you wait. One steals breath. One tempts fate. One burns slow. One just taunts. One gives more. One just wants. One leaves fingerprints in flames. Everybody knows their names. When your body’s stripped of shame… You’re either a Saint… or you Ain’t. Every halo hides a taint. You’re either a Saint… or you Ain’t.