Lust Poem by Za7ra Sulaiman

In shadows deep where whispers play,
Desire ignites the night and day,
With every glance, the tension grows,

A burning fire, no one knows.


Soft skin brushed in stolen light,

Hearts racing fast, lost in the flight,

Fingers trace like electric sparks,
A dance of souls in hidden parks.


The world fades out, it's just us two,
In this fevered dream, where wishes brew,
Breathless sighs and longing moans,
In the heat of passion, we find our thrones.

Lust, a tempest, wild and free,
A siren's call, a sweet decree,
In fleeting moments, we intertwine,
In this embrace, your heart is mine.

Yet as the dawn breaks through the haze,
The thrill of night begins to phase,
But in our hearts, the embers glow,
For lust is a fire that refuses to go.