Love Or Lust
Beautiful green garden is where they camp
he kisses with care, like a hungry saint
long plays and foreplays hidden from all lamps
her heart acquires red from hormone’s paint
their shower lights up the city so fast
her nudity burns in his affection
there’s every indication this will last
his mum sees and says “that’s perfection!”
The rhythm is steady and slow in love
passion is just a dead leaf without lust
on this time, she prays for luck from above
but knowing each other more is a must
weeks passed, he cares not to know her real name
emotions stalled, she’s happy with this game.
Published: 6/26/2020
For the Love or Lust Poetry Contest
Sponsored by D.W. Rodgers
Chosen form: Sonnet
Placement: 4th (7/7/2020)
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