Treasure Island

Kenneth Snow

(Child of Eisenhower / The City of Brotherly Love)

love or lust


she fell in lust with you
what was she to do?
little versed in sex
her first would be your next

charming with your graces
taking her to places
hers had never been
she had never seen

kids in a toy store
not a limb would you bore
surprises every night
exploring till daylight

soft and warm damp places
leaving smiling faces
bodies clamped together
swore you'd love forever

loving based on carnal—
knowledge is not normal
loving based on honest
puts not lovers to test

often failing we learn
lusting is not true yearn
knowing now lust to shove;
last in search for true love

Submitted: Sunday, April 16, 2006
Edited: Sunday, April 16, 2006

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  • Emma Woods (8/27/2008 8:58:00 AM)

    i love this poem's structure and i like the way it closes together it's a really good piece of writing (Report) Reply

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