Desire

NCL Hands Almost TouchingHope thrives on fear, desire on repulse!

She had been a master in this game,

As his prodded embers rise into flame,

Rising tempest fuels a fire,

passions arching, rising higher.

Desires escape and have their way,

love exposed as they seek and play.

that’s when she leaves him, craving

That’s her way to keep love alive and kicking;

…let love be hungry and lean.

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