It’s A Verse As A Sweet Gust - Poem by Liza Sud
It’s a verse as a sweet gust
You injected in my soul.
You inspired an increasing lust
for you, other men, girls.
And I don’t know how to suppress it,
My blood trembles, my temples burn.
There is no one to caress me,
Cause for lovers I chose God.
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