Pages turned before her in a simple
Yet exquisite way, her fingertips caress
The soft neck of another
Her eyes watch the lips and leaves
a reminiscent kiss upon the other
Why is it that when she goes to
say the forbidden fruit of words
strung together so simply
That the words cannot leave her mouth. . .
She conspires a lust for love
Nothing more, nothing less
No feeling in that deep unforsaken place
That used to be her heart
Lined with joy and laughter
Now with nothing left
But a tear and a nonchalant longing
For the lust for love
| I absolutely fell in love with this poem! I love the title 'A lust for love'. Usually it's either lust or love, but you fin a way to combine the two in perpetual synergy to make this beautiful piece of poetry.|
It sort of just rolls off the tongue, ya know?
I <3 this poem.
Keep Writing, you're great!
|| Posted on 2006-08-01 00:00:00 | by BlueHeart | [ Reply to This ] |