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LUST
I spot her from across the bar
Her back is to me
Her perfect figure
So tempting
So tantalizing
So Desireable
I want to touch her
In an impure manner
I stand in front of her
Her head is low
From what I can see though
Not one flaw
Gorgeous
Every feature of her flesh is calling me
I want her
I bet her face matches her body's perfect display
She begins to lift her head
My desire is peaking
I can feel that familiar itch again
I'm day dreaming
I snap back to reality
Nothing what I expected
Dark eyes
Black as night
Face melted
Twisted
Demonic
Razorblades for teeth
She wants to eat me
I startle awake
Woah
I was only dreaming
But one word flashes through my soul
LUST
So beautiful
So desireable
So deceiving
So destructive
Ooooo....lust. Lust manifests
Ooooo....lust. Lust manifests in many ways that we are blind to, as we lust for somthing to quench our need to filled with love, our lust for money to filled with worthiness, our lust for nice clothes to be filled with self respect. Our lust for insight and truth as those outside of us...preachers, parents, teachers, and saints feed us with lies....No short cuts in life!
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Exactly, lust manifests
Exactly, lust manifests itself as something glorious to be sought after in this life, and really it's a trap. God totally revealed the spirit of lust's true face in that dream