Inhibitions have me feeling uneasy,
Yet to heighten the potency of pleasure, I must feel it.
Eyes wide shut, I surrender to his touch,
Mind wide open, I visualize; re-enacting each scene from his story board of plots.
Moving in tune, we connect the dots, anatomies synchronizing in fluent formation…
Shhh! No words warranted……….
Ultimately refusing; each to releasing, the inhibitions fueling the intensity of the moment.
Briefly, we fell aimlessly for what we presumed was love…..
Then day breaks, forced to part ways, encapsulation of the first and last rendezvous…….accepting fate.
Reality was, it’s the lust we both loved….
Lust… Was written By: Yekesha Lambert Frederick © Copyright Witish 2013, All Rights Reserved.