DUST OF LUST

DUST OF LUST

S.JENSEN(c)2019 rewritten

CARNAL DREAMS

THOSE LOST VISIONS

ON FORBIDDEN

LIPS

DO I SEE AGAIN

COVERED IN THAT

OPEN DOOR

OF OURS

DONT MEAN TO

IT JUST COMES

I HAVE CONTROL

MORE NOW

I WATCH A FEW

SECONDS

THEN SHAKE MY

HEAD

NOT TO INTRUDE

ESCAPED TUNNELS

COME THROUGH

LEFT AND RIGHT

TWISTING

AND

TURNING

WITH EACH STEP

THAT DARK SIDE

OF ME

ISNT SO BAD

IS IT

DESIRED THOUGHTS

OF THE

DELIGHTFUL

FRUITS

OF LOVING

ANOTHER

IN THE SMOKING

HAZE

OF EROTIC

SCENTS

WAVING THROUGH

THE

ROSE WATER

HOT AND STEAM

RISING

AS ROBES FALL

CASCADING DOWN

THE WATER

BEADS

LIKE A PERSONAL

WATERFALL

GLISTENING

IN THAT

REFLECTIVE LIGHT

THE COMFORT

OF WRAPPED ARMS

AND YELLOW

ORANGE

CANDLELIGHT

GLOWS

ON ROMANTIC

SIDES

LUST OR LOVE

YOU TAKE YOUR PICK

OR LOVE

WITHIN

A LUSTFUL RAMPAGE

TO BE

HAND IN HAND

OH NO WE

ARE NOT

INNOCENT

ANYMORE

NAIVE YES

TO WALK

IN THAT

GARDEN

WHERE DANCING

IS SO FREE

CYCLED SEASONS

PASS US BY

AND I AM IN

THIS ENDLESS

WHEEL

OF UNREQUIETEDNESS

THAT BLOODY

YEARNING

LEAVES ME

USELESS

TO ANYONE ELSE

BUT WHY

DO I KEEP GOING

WHERE I DO

NOT BELONG

YET CANT

RESIST

THE VIEW

WHEN IT COMES

MY GLORIOUS

TEMPTATIONS

OF YOUR ELLURING

PASSIONATE

PLEASURES

DRIVES ME

UTTERLY INSANE

WITH THOUGHT

AND DEEP FEELINGS

THAT NO ONE

UNDERSTANDS

MEMORIES

CARRIED

FROM CENTURIES

PASSED DOWN

INTO PRESENT

TIME

ON THESE

BROKEN WINGS

FLYING

IN THE WIND

LIKE DEW DROPS

ON MY DRY

LIPS

AS I CRUSH

THE GRASS

BELOW MY FEET

AND

FEELINGS

SEEM TO REST

IN THERE

RESTLESSNESS

LIES

AND TRICKS

THORN DEEP

WOUNDS

THAT I CANT REPLACE

CHANGED ME

LIKE BUSHES OF THORNY VINES

THAT STILL

BARE FRUIT

DELICIOUS AMBROSIA

THE ROSE OF

A WOMANS

SPACE

THE PLACE

WHERE OH

TO TASTE

TO FEEL

TO SENSE

IS SO BLOODY

MISSED

LIKE THE SWALLOW

THAT CREATES

A KNOT IN MY

THROAT

THAT JUST

WON’T LET GO

TAKES MY

BREATH AWAY

AND YET

I STILL DESIRE

FOR THIS

OH

THIS FLEETING

DRIFTING

GLANCES OF THE

SUNS RAYS

HIS VIEW

DOWN ON

MOONLIGHTED

STREETS

OF OUR VIEW

LEAVES ME HALLOW

FULL AND FLANKED

WITH STARS

IN THE SKY

SHINING

THEIR MOCKING

PRESENCE

SOME WHERE

THAT TENSE

TWISTED SMILE

SLIGHTLY CURVED

SAYS YOU

KNOW YOU WANT

TO

THIS OH SO

HUMAN THING

LIKE LEAFLESS

BRANCHES

SWAYING TO AND FRO

TO AWAKEN

THE SENSES

RUSHES

THROUGH

THIS BODY

LIKE THE GLUE

OF MY HEART

THAT HUNGER

NEVER CEASES

FOR

THE DUST OF

THAT LUST

NEVER

LEAVES

THIS ONE

SAITED

OH SO CLEVER

AND SLY

DESPITE KNOWLEDGE

THE CRAVING

STILL TAKES HOLD

AS MY

HEART TURNS

COLD

FROM IT ALL

AND LOST

IN THIS VAIN

ATTEMPT

TO SEE

AND BE

WHERE I SO

WISHED

I COULD BE

IT SO LEFT

ITS MARK

OVER THE SHADOWS

AND LIGHT

CONTRAST

IN THE CONTOURS

OF OUR BODIES

INTERWHINED

THAT THRICE

CURSE

THAT NO ONE

ELSE

COULD EVER

BRING

JUST BETWEEN

YOU AND I

I PUSH

THAT HORRIBLE

NIGHTMARE

AS FAR AWAY

FROM ME

AS I CAN

SO I TOO

ENJOY

LIFE

AS IT IS

YET PURE

AND SIMPLE

THE ONLY GREED

I CAN’T

SEEM TO OVERCOME

IS THE

LUSTFUL

DUST TRAILS

YOU LEAVE IN

MY MIND

IF THAT

UNDOES ME

THEN SO BE IT

FOR

THAT EYE EVER

WATCHING

SHOWS ME

STILL

AND I CAN’T

ESCAPE

HOW IT MAKES

ME FEEL

STILL BLOWS

ME AWAY

THE LUST

RESTS LIKE

A FROZEN WALL

OF ICE

COVERING

MY HEART

THAT ONLY

YOU CAN MELT

AND YET

THE HURT

COURSES THROUGH

JUST THE SAME

TRY TO RESIST

TO WAKE

MY HEART

THE THUNDER

OF INFINITE DREAMS

ONTO A FORGOTTEN

SPACE

LOST IN TIME

I LET IT GO

WE BOTH HAD TO

BUT THE

RAVING MADNESS

OF MY GRIN

WHEN I SEE

THAT FACE

SMILE

AND THE SMOOTH

TOUCH

OF THE TONGUE

IT TINGLES

MY SENSES

TO A PLACE

NO ONE ELSE

CAN EVER GO

IN A MEMORY

I WIL NEVER

HAVE

I AM JUST

HOPELESS

IN THIS

OH THESE

CONFOUNDED

CONFIGURATIONS

OF

MY MIND SAYING

GO FIND IT

GO GET IT

GO DELIVER IT

UNTO YOUR

LIFE IN

REALITY

AND LEAVE THE

BLACK AND WHITE

VISIONS

OF LUST

IN THAT PLACE

IT BELONGS

TO THE DUST

MY GUIDED FAULTS

LIKE LIGHT

REFLECTIONS

ON THE WATER

OF YOU STANDING

THERE BEFORE ME

AND I BEFORE YOU

ALL IN MERE

SECONDS

THAT KISS

TRAVELS

UP AND DOWN

LIKE ROVERING

EYES

TO NEVER

BE MORE

THAN

THIS LITTLE SPECK

SEERESS OF ALL

THINGS LOVE AND WAR

HAUNT

LIKE A BLESSED

CURSE

THE EMPATH

LEFT BEHIND

IN MY

BEAUTIFUL

CREATIVE

WAYS

OH SO WICKED

SOMETIMES

HAS NO

REAL OUTLET

BUT YES

IT STILL SCREAMS

THAT DARK

SIDE OF MY HEART

CRIES OUT

COME RESCUE ME

IN THE LAVISH

DRESSINGS

OF WHERE

WE

DANCE

WITH FIRE

WE MAKE.

TO HAVE

THAT IN MY

LIFE AGAIN

SOMEONE

SOMEWHERE

SOMEDAY

ITS STILL

LINGERING

THERE

IN ME