Infatuation and lust (Poem)
Mushy feelings and wild fantasies tickle my heart,
I like you until I can't stand those feelings again,
My commitment won't ever let me win,
We speak a language of lustfulness,
That it reduces to shame,
And every time I try so hard never to think of you,
The careless thoughts bombard me again,
I know it isn't love,
The signs are clear to see,
But there you go,
With sweetness. Tenderness. Gentleness,
And you make my heart butter all over again.
Annette Kinglock-Murray
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