Lust
I thought I was too old to have a crush
My body is overstuffed with lust
It's giving me a rush
So I kissed you once it's not enough
I yearn for a forbidden luv..just my luck
Some may look at you in disgust
I dream in your eyes I'm stuck
One's trash is another's treasure
I imagine a night of passion and pleasure
I just can't and that makes me want it more
So much my kitty is throbbing and sore
I fantasize of you knocking at my door
Only If I was a home-wrecking whore
Copyright © Delilah Orlando | Year Posted 2011
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