Lust for Love

Craving the attention,

We fall into temptation,

The art of loving is hard to achieve

will it be forever or stop my heart from beating?

I crave the love I seem to see

Wait, is this how it's supposed to be?

Leaving my riches for my poors,

The ocean covers my face as it pours

They've said Breath, breath, call the police

Let it be and then leave

But how can I leave the love I lust to be in?

Even from the light I still see,

the dove flying in glee

and the way you haunt it down to flee.

But ironically you're still perfect to me.

Craving the attention

I died falling into temptation.

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