Monday, 1 December 2014

Only you


You aren't my love 
But my lust
My unquenchable thirst
Women were my achilles heel
But you
Became my sublime desire

Ever since I laid my eyes on you
You itched in every pore
Your towering height, curvaceous body
Ahh those lustrous tresses.
Woman, you were gorgeous!

I initiated
You were evasive
But the incorrigible optimist I am
I pursued, undaunted
Months passed
Before we met
In my den

Amazed am I
With your unwavering sexuality
Which paints different shades
Every time we meet
So, I always surrender
Allowing you to take the lead

Dazed I return.
But there is no return from you
For you are the only lust
Who makes me complete
©LR



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