The Perfumed Breath Of Lust

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It blurs edges and swallows the
day,
climbing inside the pores of
skin. It
begins with an image as
sweet as sugar
and erotic as grapes,
lending darker
thoughts in the
hours of ache.

Lust is salty air and wide ocean
which
leaves one longing for the
quietest
moments, as chastity
long-preserved crumbles
to dust.
It’s a thing of blood and
heeds not
to the affections of heart.

It’s rough religion strips one of ease,
as
night commences with cicadas
singing in
the trees. Lust is a fruit
that lures andΒ 
debauches the body
and mind.

 

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Posted for Poems in April @ Real Toads

22 thoughts on “The Perfumed Breath Of Lust

  1. Rommy says:

    I like how you took the time to separate lust from love so that there is no question of what is going on here. The line break on the first was particularly nicely done.

  2. gillena says:

    “Lust is salty air and wide ocean
    which leaves one longing for the
    quietest moments, as chastity”

    luv the distance you have shown between Lust and Chastity

    much love…

  3. Bjorn says:

    You are great at writing about lust… I just knew you would chose that vice… and a vice I think we should accept and embrace.

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