Love and Lust

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by Twinkle ☆ Twinkle, Oct 20, 2010.

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  1. Twinkle ☆ Twinkle

    Twinkle ☆ Twinkle Well-Known Member

    Love and Lust

    What is this ardent emotion?
    Is it my heart in love, or my body in lust,
    When I touch you with tender devotion,
    When everything inside me tells me I must,
    Lose myself in you, and my body knows no reason?
    Is it love when my innocence I do betray,
    To my libidinous body's treason?
    My heart does tell my body that it may,
    Prevail in love without shame,
    So shamelessly I put down all my defenses,
    And dulcetly whisper your name,
    As I lose myself in the pleasure of the senses.
     
  2. Sadeyes

    Sadeyes Staff Alumni

    May you have many nights of pleasure...J
     
  3. dartofabaris

    dartofabaris Well-Known Member

    read and re-read, resounds with a wisdomous knell, romantically melancholy: innocence is truly beautiful for it allows us to experience beautifully and bountifully. Such moments are mould into memory with eternal fondness. Lust - too temporal; pleasant but impersonal; regardless of whether its immoral or amoral its certainly not naturally designated to be the natural state of the mind, i.e. instinctual gratification in isolation is animalistic, only when awoken with genuine affection does it become and feel right. Crucial question you ask:Is it love when my innocence I do betray,
    To my libidinous body's treason? (only if the treasonous senses overpower the intoxicated sense.)
     
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