Sexual Desires... By: J. L. Moreaux

Warmth, heat and Lust...
Orders from one so robust.
Doest thou seek pleasure,
Or feelings without measure?

Sensual being and random words.
Screamed in beds alight with fire.
A burning of thoughts so dire
Are things that hit our sexual chords.

Among us: proud, shamed, nihilist, obsessed.
We find what is right for us when undressed.
Thrust with the lust of love inside.
Light from the dark tunnel, feelings side by side.

Love is such that rules the day.
It burns with desire, sweat drips.
Of warmth, heat, and lust that shape the clay.
These are things never written in scripts.