Lust Poem by Lisa West

Lust



Heart of ice, fueled only by the fire of desire,
Desperate sock puppet, obedient hand monkey,
Dancing to a familiar but worthless tune,
Dies a thousand deaths and is born again.

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Colin J... 28 August 2007

Very deep, full of heartache... Colin J...

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