Lust
Beloved creature,
Lover, teacher-
Open myself, come out from inside,
And i still can’t cry.
Don’t even touch what isn’t yours,
Won’t risk what could be.
Fly away, dreams of pain,
Love to hate the wicked game.
Vulnerable, a touch could shatter.
Feelings not understood,
Does it matter?
I want to crawl inside,
Let me try-
To be a part of it,
Will you make me quit?
Your gift of sin i crave for,
Blood of yours a taste i wish to know,
Give me yourself…