Book of Lust
Forgetting about God
Forgot about trust
Panties on the floor
Covered by dust
Undressing with your eyes
Looking for ecstasy
In so little time
Into the beds of men
You climb
A quick fix
Is all you’ll ever find
A thin line
Between love
Sex, and losing your mind
Making love
That you think is real
Truth is
You only grind
So not to feel
Oh what a deal
For your life’s a bust
Written in the book of Lust…
Copyright © Jim Campbell | Year Posted 2007
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