Thursday, April 24, 2008

Unknown lust

To have you I could pay
a million away.
As well my last breath i could give
because you are my sin.

The last star for a yes,
to have you undressed
laying pure,

no longer so sure.

So,

I am falling down;
in my luxury,
and more i want you
more forbidden you are.

You,

my last temptation
and I 'm without demurs.

How many tressures I could give,
to have you,
with your marrow in me.
so celestial and sacral.


I’d like to be
intigued by senses
because
I am dying for your essence.



© Diana Mistera 2008





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