You suggest me to find someone else

To make love to her

Visualising you

How can I do that?

I want you

Only you

There's no substitute for you

None can calm me

Except you

Your mystery lures

Your cascading tresses, envelopes

Your intoxicating eyes, tortures

You aren't a lure

You are my cure

I know you will haunt me for years

If ever I touch you

Still I want to suffer

For desire is you

Death will become you.

©LR