Lust We So LoveA Poem by Andy LewisThe feeling we all know far to well...
I'm this hollow, this scorching ache.
The eyes are broke, the seasons blank. Across the tears, along this hook. I envy now, to take a look. Eating pain, without desire. Succumb to need, this final hour. Amidst the woes, and empty screams. The want I want, is just a dream. Eager and nervous. Alone with no purpose. Ignite like a star. It is who you are. You. Are. Lust. -ever walking never moving- © 2015 Andy Lewis |
StatsAuthorAndy LewisPortsmouth , OHAboutHello... My names Mark A. Lewis, but you can call me "Andy". I live inba small town on the banks of the Ohio river. I've always liked writing ever since I was a child though I'm sure I'm not that gr.. more..Writing
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