Lust of the flesh

Lust of the flesh

A Poem by Christina Reed

"For all that is in the world, the lust of the flesh and the lust of the eyes and the boastful pride of life, is not from the Father, but is from the world."
- John the Baptist

I am a young girl, the innocence lingers deep in my eyes.
Unused, unfulfilled, untried, unexperienced. 
I have no idea about the way of the Man; 
He is a foreigner in my country of ignorance.

When I look into your eyes, I am ignorant to what you are thinking.
Is it my eyes, my intelligence or just the lust of the flesh? 
I am confused, because I don't know the way of the Man. 
Because he is a foreigner in my country of ingorance.

I used to be wrapped in blankets of ignorance, buried so deep, 
I did not recognize what happening around me slowly.
I was growing up, developing, appealing. 
I do not understand the lust of the flesh,
Because she is a foreigner in my country of innocence. 

© 2012 Christina Reed


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I love and can relate to this so, so much. Such a beautiful portrayal of how I think a lot of girls feel surrounded by a society with a lack of innocence. I'm a big fan of you.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Christina Reed

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Wow, thank you so much!

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Christina Reed
Christina Reed

Copenhagen, Denmark



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