LUST

Lust,
a powerful thing
it controls you like a puppet
hangin from some string

It begins in your heart a
then moves to your head
Tearing you apart
like you were dead

Your heart is tricked
into believing lust is love
which one will be picked
from above

Is it meant to be
together you and i
send me a sign i can see
so my soul can fly

But our lust is hidden
always thought
to be forbidden

Eventually it will change
our lust will be seen
a never ending range
of blue and green