Desire to lust 'till love depletes

by WaitAutumn   Nov 17, 2010


Discourteous desires exhale from thy
denied addiction. Yield! Avow thy vice,
implore to Eros. Atrophied, comply
to lechery, Lust is thy asylum. Vile

and colly melodies deprave thy mind;
a sylphlike poison remedies the heart
from lies of Love. Her lithesome fingers twine
forbidden thoughts with fervor. I hearken

to her desires - delirious words - a random
ephemeral pleasure relieving deceit.
She dallies with corruption, in a winsome
manner. Desire to lust 'till love depletes.

Riddled by the length of this affliction,
Sweet though brittle is this new addiction.

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