Trinidad Villafranca


Lust


Lust in silence
Lust defiance

Lust crept in with no warning
Heart unaware of the pain it would shortly bare
Lust without thinking our future slowly sinking

Lust for the words he once said
Lust for the beauty he once saw in her
Lust for simply what was

She begins to imagine someone
who would call her beautiful the way he once did
who would hold her close body to body as they once did
who would tell her she meant the world
who is what he use to be

Lust for simply what was

Submitted: Tuesday, October 02, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, October 02, 2012

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  • Words' Knight (10/2/2012 5:38:00 PM)

    Nice sparkling poem, full of feeling, and thoughts, good job, and well done.thank you for sharing it with us. (Report) Reply

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