To acknowledge you
is to acknowledge the lust in me,
to look at you
is to set my desire free.
Your fetching hips,
vivid pink and red wet lips
they are my fantasies.
You are the raging wind
inside of me,
I think of you
only to think of me.
You are the tearing rain
lashing me, bleeding free
If I let you be
you will drown me in a torrid sea.
You are strong
I’m man, I’m weak,
you are Eve
I’m just my loin’s need,
a seed seeking
salvation in your chastity
instead of freeing me,
you keep feeding dreams,
forever keeping me hungry,
My mind has sinned, soul diseased,
you, stand proud of your virginity.
I burn in hell eternally
while you sleep inside of me,
heaven is outside my reach.
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