Lust
A rush of emotions
Confused with love.
A blinding emotion.
Yes its lust
Not thinking of the repercussions of actions
Only thinking about satisfaction
Not about what could happen.
Simply toughs of touching and feeling.
Breaking down the soul.
Pleasing the flesh
Trading away your soul
For five minutes of passion uncontrolled.
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