Lust Leaves No Trace…


Your eyes are perfect little windows
That holds no lies
Filled with wantonness and fantasy
Trapped inside

The more he looks
The more he sees
The more he wants what’s captive
To be released on me

His soul whispers thoughts
And my dreams hear his call
And though I stumble
I try not to fall…

Head over hills
With no pun intended
What will become
With whom I’ve befriended?

Flirting brings a desire
Aching and wet
Will I be broken?
Or will I win this bet?

One can only imagine
What is painted so clear
Hope mine eyes
Shows no fear

This type of business
Causes a guilty pleasure
Awaiting a balance
Only time will measure

Will you forgive me
For the things I think
This endless chase
Is not for the feeble or weak

Evaluate the distance
Before you run this race
Friendship is life
And lust leaves no trace

XOXO~Evangeline JaLique~XOXO

8 thoughts on “Lust Leaves No Trace…

  1. BEING A FRIEND DURING CERTAIN CONDITIONS, USUALLY AMOUNTS TO BEING FAIR-WEATHER. EVEN WHEN A STORM IS ON THE HORIZON OR PRESENT FRIENDSHIP MUST REMAIN. WHEN ONE PERSON BECOMES A DOORMAT, THERE IS ONLY FRIENDSHIP COMING FROM ONE PERSON SO THAT TYPE OF FRIENDSHIP COULD NEVER BE UNCONDITIONAL.

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