Lusts
Lusts, I'll tell you some of mine.
My lust for peace, still searching!
My lust for nature, rain or shine
My lust for life, no danger lurking.
My lust to convey that lust is fine.
I too lust for good times, caring
My lust not to hurt, especially mine
My lust for true love, raring, sharing.
A lust for procreation came in time.
My lusts, well a few, nothing daring.
As man and wife, true love sublime!
A mutual lust, which I'm not sharing.
Copyright © Mick Talbot | Year Posted 2017
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