Christina Bruce

Rookie (Germany)

Lust - Poem by Christina Bruce

Lust, a burning, searing flame
that creeps through your veins.

Lighting you up with a hot,
fiery passion, it moves ever so quickly.

A feeling to love or hate,
It makes you feel so alive.

It is a sin, a lovely yet...
deadly sin, burning ever so fast.

Lust is love, lust is passion
Lust is many things...

Yet it is mainly just,
what it is, lust...


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 9, 2010



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