Tuesday, 21 June 2011

Sparks of Lust


That night, when you came to me
You looked so elegant, you made me see
I saw far beyond your facade,
you were burning in misery

Watching you sleep the other day
your beauty didn't spare me words to say
Overlooking your charm and warm embrace
I only felt guilt and shame 

Your malice was so overwhelming,
It was threatening the evil in me
Wanting to let you go, I held on
Your reflective eyes begged another night

My intentions wouldn't permit me to stay
Nor would yours let you leave 
Still stuck in that very moment, that place
Wanting more, Wanting to go

Reminiscences of those days still haunt
The spark on your face, the glory days
As it began, it was over
With the death of light, lust sparks no more 

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