Does love come from lips, poems, or my heart?
This is not a place for lovers. My heart is nothing more than a place for a tired, lonely man to make use of in the time of lust.
Nightshade is beautiful. But it's poison. Just like the boy who broke your heart.*Edited*
You don't always make love, even with the one you love. Sometimes it's just lust.
Day 5 of NaPoWriMo. I've written 10 poems so far this month. 50 more poems to go!
What do I lack in attaining freedom from my passions?
Desire & Disgust
Love & Lust
Is Ill Defined
Weaker than what? We all have a vice.
Love and Lust, a dangerous mix.
gallantly make my fantasy a reality won’t you, please?
sunny scenes, a love between. the two of us become a we.
I was the wreckage after their torrent storm.
"It is time to move on Catalina."
Some poems should not be shared. Some texts should not be sent. I already did one. Might as well do the other.
scarred hearts of the alone.