Lust
LUST
behold ten fingers
that touch and reach out for more
exquisitely so
you licked up the crumbs
when you toppled the whole jar
after your first bite
your tongue searched for more
in serpentine style of hiss
then laid eyes on her
your first desired wench
you held on with pitbull clench
you could have killed her
a harem’s your due
and a hefty sum of gold
as you pick your teeth
you’re delighted to
ignore the seventh command —
now want wives of friends
climb upon backsides
of your working buds - see not
their humanity
your milky way face
longs to lick the universe
and gobble it up
pursued in the end
by wrinkles of mouth and lips
tightening their grip
10/22/2018
Seven Deadly Sins Poetry Contest
Sponsor - Edward Ibeh
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