Burning Desire
Her eyes, like thunder
Her whisper, tears asunder
Her lashes, they plunder
My attention,
My dimension,
My tension.
Her arms, they enclose
Her hands, they compose
Her fingers, they chose
My sanity,
My humanity,
My vanity.
Her well-being is my freeing,
My heart is boiled with meaning,
My desire burns, so demeaning,
Her glance, so stealing
My stance, so annealing
But with my lust, like fire,
With my need, so dire,
I turn away, without reason,
And my hunger faces treason,
Can’t you see, I have traded you,
For the world and my surrounding view
But is this what I really want?
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