Lust Poem by Leslie Alexis

Does everyone who says they love; Love?

Eerie good feelings fit into your stomach
As his sight completely completely your breath away
And you pant, ‘HUBBA HUBBA, ’ - Is this love?

Her walk is preyed upon as you growl,
Purr, hiss; slither into her life to take all
Independence from her: In the name of, Love?

Misplaced Peacock colored faces fill the dances,
As with flair she flips the horse’s beauty;
Galloping stallions move swiftly for love;

Neighing yesterdays neighs, she kneels
And he shows his stuff; ripped breasts, pecks,
Whilst he sniffs her ass so as to claim love.

Beseeching blue eyes captivates eyes
So does bubbly butts, and tempting thighs
But tell me, does gaining either, mean love? ? ? ?

I will love you today, but not tomorrow
Because like most, beauty is a thing you borrow,
And when yours fade, I would find another to love.

Copyright © 2009 Leslie Alexis