Sonnet Ix: A Temptation Affair Poem by Sandra Osborne

As lonely hearts allow temptation in
Our southerly lust seems to always win.
And with thoughts far beyond both right and wrong,
The calloused new lovers stray far to long.
Then to justify the fall, they cited
Pleasure. They cited sight of the sighted.
And without humiliation, even,
Cited free will, the Garden of Eden.
But lacking luster, it was all just lies
With no strength at all to help them survive.
An affair of thirst, with no love inside.
A vagabond lust that withers and dies.
So wade through temptation, sigh as it goes,
The fall hurts too much, as everyone knows.