Never trust a liar. Even though they will always trust themselves.

Lust

The treachery
of our heart
Gives us Joy
And Thrills

Like effervescence
Pouring down
And over the brain
Chemistry unlocks us

Until a warm pulse
Glows from chest
To shoulders and down
The spine where it heats

Charged mind
And body so
Suddenly the whole
Of the universe

Is comprehended
And embraced
But the cocktail lasts
mere moments

Born gasping
Already clutching
Passions desperate
Dying breaths






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