Lust Because

by joseph santacruz   Jul 17, 2012


Sex and drugs and on fire lust
sometimes myself I cannot trust.
I try and try to not be weak
then below my waist my body speaks.
So many things in my life make me feel good
of those my lusts most misunderstood.
With ease a friend a chance to take
with sleaze our lust we undertake.
Deep inside I know its wrong
but still lust screams its calling song.
This beast I chase with so much passion
never seeming out of fashion.
All the crooked paths I follow
when lusts spent I feel most hollow.
But on lusts seas I choose to sail
like a dog in heat chasing his own tail.
I know Im not getting any younger
I still must feed this unsatiable hunger.
If I fail to heed the warnings
I might not rise to see the morning.
-Santacruz-

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