Actions of Lust
Attitude so typical,cold and analytical.
She's lacking warmth, compassion? none.
These things, to me are critical.
Beauty though, beyond measure. Her touch brings infinite pleasure
Weakness induced by her sultry gaze
Forgetting those traits I so treasure
Last night I was lost in the passion, swept up by genetic reaction
No discipline, No self control
Of a man I am only a fraction
The morn brings regret and disgust,I lye here awake for I must
No exit no means for escape
Bound by such actions of lust
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