Lust

There is something about the lust
I won’t forget –
you talk and touch and kiss…
I see your passion, I truly do.
And yet I must remember
nothing good has ever come from lust…
I will wait till the desire is gone
to feel the absence of your breath on my shoulder.
It leaves deeper scars than your teeth at night…

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