Lust - Poem by Josh Weiss
She had eyes the deep brown of desire
Fanning the flame of that yearning fire,
Brown hair swaying along her waist,
As she turned around and we faced
Each other for a moment too short,
And I envisioned romance of that sort
Where we embraced in pleasure and need,
On one another in one sexual deed.
But the moment passed and she walked on,
Not noticing me and then she was gone.
But by heavens was she so stunning,
Her beauty better than my cunning,
As I tried and entreated her once in hope,
That with my words I could try and cope
With her breathtaking splendor so close to me,
While inside me crashed that desirous sea.
But that was a time when she was here,
And in some attraction I drew near.
But now she is gone forever away,
Somewhere far off on that dark night way.
I knew her not but smelled her grace,
And witnessed that beatific face,
Watched her walk with such ease,
Like a warm summer breeze,
Hair waving and hips swaying,
And all night I was praying,
But to no end my prayer came to,
As out into the night she flew.
I wondered later that night what I had felt,
What with that girl had made my heart melt?
And it dawned I had not known her at all,
That it was just her being that did enthrall.
Ironic that such primal urges move a man thus,
That with failed hope I imagined together us.
With this truth can there be anything of
The detail that lust is as great as love?
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