I, a Man of Ample Fear
The gentle contours of your skin
Caught the corner of my eye
And stirred a feeling deep within
That I could not deny;
A liquid fire so immense
Pulsing through my deadened core,
Rousing every single sense
Unwilling to ignore
The gravity of my passion;
The unyielding of desire,
Sustenance in need of ration,
Touch that I require.
With one glance I felt a quiver
Of unrelenting yearning
Streaming through me like a river
Of flame, ever burning.
But I, a man of ample fear
Put my lust in proper check
And looked away as you came near
To hide this ardent wreck.
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