Lust - Poem by Viv Huskings
Neither nature nor art could
make you more perfect than you are.
The pleasant curves and taste of
your body are implanted in my
Like a lost soul I wander in a
Daze searching for happiness
which I will never find.
But as long as I have you in
my mind, I live in hope that our
paths will one day cross and
my heart can once again unwind.
Till the next time
I say goodbye.
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