Desire
This lust is eternal,
And will never be out of fashion.
A powerful force beyond any compassion.
Like a burning fire, it runs in the veins,
That'll make you forget all other names.
I'll make you moan my name every night.
You'd wish that you could just sleep tight.
You'll never reproach,
As the climax approach,
Revival and resuscitation.
But the end will be same,
As you'll be the one the tigress tame.
I'll leave you wanting more,
Luring the lust in you.
And as the day will dawn,
You'll see your side and I'll be gone.
On her hunt again,
She'll roar like a beast.
Eyeing as a hawk carefully on her feast,
As the time comes she'll leap.
Now, this cycle will repeat.
A tale as old as time,
To cure her lonely nights,
But wait until you see her real might.
This is not who she is,
Pretentious and facade.
You are the only one,
Who can save her from this cascade.
Work harder if you wanna be the king,
Or in no time you'll be another fling.
Never in a million year has anyone been,
Any bigger than this slay queen.
Not even the Duke of Cheshire,
Because she is what all the men desire.
Copyright © Pooja Gujral | Year Posted 2020
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