Open Poetry #38 |
Come lust for Understanding |
themute Member
since 2006-05-08
Posts 469Maryland |
How so lasts this lusting always leering My hands want touch My Loins want much All the time I’m never hearing I go past kiss to loving not endearing First dates are my dates of choice To start and end my nearing Towards true love I laugh the dove Does not seek such dreaming Yet I dream sometimes of days When happiness will fill my lungs And make my eyes for tearing I’ve so pastly just been peering That my eyes forgot What eyes had ‘ot To be doing in their meaning And so this lust has made me modern dreary For I the modern man once caged inside my thinking Will no longer let what’s set upon me Hold my mind made always fearing I will so change my ways of steering I will find my love and dreams And contented times within them nearing For in lust comes only passions fire Heating hearts to hurt from searing And so I must first understand To see what makes such lust I’m bearing When finding out what makes a cure One first must find what makes impure I am the two-toed wanderer |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Aha! ~ A passionate, lustful man! May love & lust come together in your life! EA |
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