Lust
Often begins with a bust
And lust
Often ends with a thrust
And inbetween
Lust is a means
To keep us in focus.
Lust may begin with the flash of a thigh
And other times with the wink of an eye.
Your chest heaves and your breath leaves
Your body and you wonder why.
Lust often begins with a naked breast
And stakes claims to what happens next.
I am in love with feeling of lust
As my body does what it must.
Come let us lie together until the lustfulness subsides.
Come let us love each other as our sex collides.
I inside you and you beneath me,
Moving in gentle harmony.
The movement grows and urgency is attended
Until the moment when time itself is suspended.
Lust ends with a cataclysmic thrust
But it creates between us a singular trust.
I cherish your trust.