So selfishly I fear solitary nights;
seeking more when passion has subsided me,
My heart "black", and yet so innocently dazed,
I sense love, but lust is such a stronger urge,
On the verge of hurt when I discovered "thirst",
Is it curse? Desire is a remedy, though....
Written in September 2008.
Sunday, September 11, 2011
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