Secret Poem by Broken Muse

You who make me desire the things I should not want
Craving your face in the morning and imagining it as I go to bed
My lust seethes from each word that pours from your mouth
I tremble in places I thought were dead
And I ponder the sin that you offer
It’s hard to resist the temptation of a body like yours against mine
This has nothing to do with love only the desire that we share
To rid ourselves of loneliness and share a secret