Lust

Unrealistic fantasies coagulated in my mind
Venturing far from my comfort, no longer fettered
Plagued with atrophy I need you to breath life into me
Discarding all the things tangible in my life
Usurped to love, it does not vaccinate you to lust and desire
Abandoning reason, I am malleable in your hands
Consumed in the moment, inhibitions lost
Uncontained is my need when your scent lingers on my lips

2 comments:

cjn said...

This poem is intense. It made me think of a woman who is a bad marriage, unhappy and lonely; she desperately desires the warmth of another. A kind of heat that can only be brought forth from a man, but her husband is not fulfilling. She has found herself finding the heat in another’s arms.

P.S. Thank goodness for Webster’s. lol.

that girl said...

love this.