Lost Love Lust

Tags: desire

• être mon secret.

  Her smile was welcoming, but as you studied her from a distance, you knew.
  You knew she was the kind of girl who kept her secrets.
  The kind of girl who saw through eyes of seduction and spoke through lips of desire.
  You had no idea who this girl was, yet you wanted the scent of her skin [...]

• ils ont touché.

  What sweet desire I conspire.
  If lust we’d fight, morals would be contrite.
  If night was light, darkness would be right.
  My soul you excite with the words you ignite.
  If thoughts I incite, your mind I rewrite.
  What sweet desire, I conspire.
  Your fingers through my hair, such a rush I can’t compare.
  A touch light as air, it’s control I [...]

• burgundy.

  There was a certain satisfaction in loosing all meaning and thought.
  The taste was poison in her mouth, yet it was this she never fought.
  Let’s stare into the sun and hold our tongues to the soft sound of yearning.
  Its you and me we’re learning.
  My mind a maze, your eyes will gaze.
  The pursuit is key, resistance unnecessary.
  Hands [...]

• beasts & feasts.

  “So what do you think it is that makes us who we are?”
  Lust contemplated her answer as she listened to the sound of the food crushing in her mouth.
  “I think its a contemporary lack of self control. We refuse to deny our true beings. We realize that we are animals, and that the predator will [...]