Lusts Poem by Melissa Joy Chesky

It’s you that makes my mind explode,
That flushes my body in exuberance.
My eyes flush green, when they are truly blue.
But it’s mostly because of you, you, only you.
And gentility is dead, chivalry is done
But it’s a quality you possess so fluently.
And the way your hand touches my face
You cradle my busy mind so gently for such strong hands;
Making my mind frenzied and my heart quicken.
You bite so soft for a mouth usually so sharp
So sensual, all teeth and partial lip grazing;
You kiss so sweetly for a man so experienced.
So gentle, so soft for someone so coarse.
I don’t understand these mixes, so help me to.
Harsh words usually go with a brute.
But, is it possible that needles for speech can coincide with a gentle soul, too?
But, maybe this is a game, a pawn in your natural sport
If you’re like this, maybe it’ll be okay to be moved in accordance to your lusts.