Carnal Desire

I feel a sort of carnal desire,

For her,

She is an epitome of lust,

Whom I want to conquer fast.


The way she looks at me,

The way touches her lips, she,

The brazen language of her eyes,

Leaves me with certain intense sighs.


This is not love but a sharp physical attraction,

An eagerness to make love, to merge in sensation.  

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