Lust

As you sit here by my side,
I feel my pants begin to rise.

The temperature is slowly growing,
And your body has started glowing.

I lean over to kiss your cheek,
Then my knees start to go weak.

I don’t know why I feel this way,
I’ve only known you for a day.

I lay you down onto your bed,
I put a pillow under your head.

As you look into my eyes,
I start to play between your thighs.

As we lay there out of breath,
I start to grow closer to death.

I get up and walk out the door,
Leave you waiting and wanting more.
-John Hughes