LUST Posted by JMC813 on October 2, 2013 One thing always leads to another A second and more menacing reality A knowing glance begets one more sinful regret As a chance encounter transforms to wicked tryst One eager push leads to fate tempting shove And a truth never told surely becomes a lie As a sigh of satisfaction takes the tone of a sirens song The most lucid thoughts become forgotten to irrational passion And weakness of the flesh transforms into the power of the night As a silky soft rose petal carries stinging sharp thorns ever close Fulfillment of erotic certainty is replete with devious deception The thrill of the chase becomes the terror of entrapment And the guilt ridden reality of events transpired become an aching An unrelenting longing until every dangerous embrace can be relived Again and again……… AdvertisementRate this:Share this:TwitterFacebookPinterestEmailLike this:Like Loading... Related
Indeed the verse captures elements of lust well.
Wow, awesome! Relatable and accurate!
Thanks. Glad you enjoyed it.
Nice work. Thanks for the follow.
Thank you as well. I enjoy your work. I especially like the duet you co-penned with Hasty Words.
Written like a true instigator of a wicked tryst or two. I guess I need to make sure I keep my Angel’s halo polished when I visit the devil’s lair!! 🙂
Or leave it behind all together. Your call. I love a challenge. Thanks for dropping in and the follow my new friend. I can’t wait to see what you have tucked away for us next at your site as well.
Well, I have been called challenging a few times in my life. 😉 For now, the halo will remain firmly in place — until I ascertain just how much the devil here likes to dance.
The Devil may not be my imagination, but mine could perhaps be even more dangerous. Cryptic responses can be taken so many ways …….
Point taken. You are a challenge. I may have my hands full here. And I LOVE it!!
So, is there a back story to THIS piece? It is written in such a way that it drips with lustful experience.
It does drip with lustful experience. (love that phrase BTW) It has no singular backstory but is rather a composite of different dances with the seductive demoness we call LUST, and the consequences of acting upon it. If the ecstasy of LUST is the price to be paid for weakness of the flesh, then I will not resist. HELL awaits……..
But we all know that the ecstasy is not the only consequence — that is where the intrinsic struggle truly begins.
So you do understand the meaning behind the words. I love how you “GET IT”.