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Best Poems About / On LUST
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Eyes are the window to the soul
Eyes are the windows to the soul
Throughout my life I’ve been told
To see into anothers heart
Eyes are the place to start
Be they hazel, green or blue
Black, brown color changing too
Matters not what color they be
They show what one needs to see
Through these windows the truth lies
Emotionally nothing hides
Clear for all too recognize
Displayed to the world in ones eyes
Evident are anger, lust and surprise
Fear, truth, lust, hope and despise
Happiness, sorrow, and confusion
Inside familiar eyes there is no illusion
To gaze deeply is an intense moment
For the eyes are a intimate component
Although prominent noticed by all
Often the feature hardest to recall
vern eaker
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Torture of Freedom
Freedom is just
A word a thing
People say
Freedom is a thing
Every man deserves
Lust, greed, envy
Is what this word brings
War a word unloved
Comes from this
Wars won, wars lost
Freedom has come at late
Freedom is just
A thing a word
That allows a man
To greed, lust, and envy
It allows one to desire
No law there is none
Twisted, tormented
It has become
Limits needed yet refused
Conflict inflicts a pain
A tourniquet limited
Freedoms
Not deserved a beautiful
Thing
No love of freedom
No love of self
No love of neighbor.
Tommy D'Attore
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sex ***** SEXUAL DESIRE
Momentous meeting
High desire
Mutual ecstacy
Touching
Flesh to flesh
Every skin is hot
Rushing
Oozing fluid
Blushing sweat
Feel now
Retreat not
Lust is to lust
Open wide
There is love
About to enter
Bone exploding
Trembling orgasm
Sensual expression
Breathing fires
and
Collapsing like parachute
Melting the two
Opposites
Into one
Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan
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WANT YOU, CAN'T HAVE YOU
The fleeting glances betwen us say such a lot
Lusting for each other, like it or not
Forbidden as we are both taken
A lust to be grudgenly forsaken
The feelings of fight or flight
Trying to ignore the wrong, trying to do right
Fighting so hard against the urge
Batteling against the hear'ts purge
Thoughts of impurities screaming through my brain
Driving me crazy, driving me insane
Can't handle much more of this
I would do anything for just one kiss
But until we are both free
A silent attraction is all it can be
katherine shaw
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