“Lust-Making”

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I rummaged through my heart
Yet I found it through your touch

I looked into the depths;
Of your lustful, liquid eyes

I found it somewhere in there
It blew up your disguise

Was it comfort? Was I right?
Was it heartlessness & fright?

Yet I found it; something real
Something lackless and surreal

As I stopped to look inside
Your shining drops of stupor;

I could see it, Could much feel it
All you held, my fingers felt

So I rummaged through my lust
Just to see if I’d been right

I touched & rubbed; I rolled
Just to feel it through the touch

But I found it once again
It felt right once and again

And it wasn’t just that touch
It couldn’t be only a touch

I felt it, something bright
You touched me with your heart

So I knew that very instant
I had found out what it was

As I rummaged through my heart
Another presence I did find

Not your lust; neither my heart
Just the merge of brimming hearts

21 thoughts on ““Lust-Making”

  1. Hello.
    I’m a bit taken aback by your image…he looks like he’s in total pain! LOL

    Lust is born from a temporary mood that satisfies the desires of the flesh.
    Love is the eternal flower that is far greater than a mood because it it is eternal and can lead to a lifetime of happiness.

    Nicely done!
    Thanks for sharing.

    Harp Of My Soul

    1. Hello Andy!

      yes, he is indeed in pain; but this pain represents something other than what the picture expresses; he is in pain, because he is VERY confused…there are times, that thin line which distinguishes love and lust somehow fades and is replaced by NOTHING…that’s when you are not sure what is it that you are exactly experiencing…that has to be painful, right?

      Thanks for the comment🙂
      Sina

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