And Lust is Called Hell

Inspired by my muse Flloyd Brown

And Lust is called hell
Physical desire called gross
Point out the one
who has not felt its gloss.

Good and Evil....
Explore the rainy evening
Take a walk in the city
The envy you meet
Is lust that greets
For your perfect body
Your pretty face
Your lissome coat
And walk of grace

The flame is in the soul brother
The fire the Devil feeds
Be comfortable in your skin
Or jealousy you'll breed

I am quickened to desire
I flaunt such a flashing fire
It will not hurt you
Perchance ignite you
Beyond such pretty notions
As good and Evil
And Heavenly Father
Heathen cloven hooved
Monsters
Lurking in the dark...
Lying on the park bench..
Hush...
Hear the stealthy serenade
In the breeze that envelopes
Unease
Such sordid rationalization
Oh...the brain is half asleep
Listen to your Id....
Revealing
Purple secrets of pleasure
Play and tease
Your desires
Release the treasure
Of morality
'Tis a fool's gold
You can't hold
You will never hurt someone
For Lust
Isnt rape murder pillage
No....
Even the sage shall be
Seduced
The night of Apsara descending...
Love is not a cloak for lust
To use when you must
Deceive
At first sight
Attraction
Tell me what it is?

Never deceive your dreams
Indecency in denial...
In dressing up facts with pretty paint job...

I walking drag my own world around
And the very stars wink at me...
Human conspiracy trodden underfoot
I release my arrow
Sure ...not of finding my mark
But that I shot
Straight and narrow
To pierce your
Heart.

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(c) Amrita Valan 2015