It's pitch black in this world,
Ruled by the desire and burning fire of the senses.
Lust is craving
...
If I were magic, I would ask your hands to sway me in motions.
If I were Jordan, I would slam and dunk your sorrows into a ditch of Oblivion.
...
Squaring against the black sea
Bewitched by your spell
And shrouded by the shiver of your gaze
Words seized
...
Alimi Babatunde is a passionate writer. A graduate of English from the Lagos State University, Nigeria where he studied English and Literary Studies. He is the Founder of Ink Desk, a third party organization, engaging in freelance Writing for individuals and organizations.)
Lust
It's pitch black in this world,
Ruled by the desire and burning fire of the senses.
Lust is craving
Lust is desiring a late night lover
Lust is the heat of soaking covers
Lust is music
Sounding moans of ecstasy
Lust is moaning and begging
For the moon never to go under
Lust is desiring your gaze
Lust is.... tonight.
We spend little time alive and only the impressions we leave behind outlives us.