Love or lust...

Lust;
Turn my heart
Into dust;
Our lips apart,
No words discussed.
Into night we part,
Moon of rust,
Back to start
Bodies thrust...
It falls apart
At your trust.
Her body art,
Mine in dust.
A counterpart.
Your love disgust.
I must depart...

Reviews

[Raj Sahu]

"Her body art,
Mine in dust.
A counterpart.
Your love disgust.
I must depart..."
These lines are really emotional.I like the poem. Keep writing.