I just wanted a kiss
nothing but your kiss,
now I can't believe
how it came to this;
that I'd be so analytical
yet so hypocritical
to think lust is not primitive;
that it can't take us all.
You lie there, in wait,
alluring like fresh bait,
and hope the night'll go slowly
as you find your mate,
and I can't help but procrastinate
do you intoxicate or inebriate,
whether you sooth my senses,
or whether it's just the drink?
For I am just a man
I hold out while I can,
but I know that it's fruitless
as you take my hand.
nothing but your kiss,
now I can't believe
how it came to this;
that I'd be so analytical
yet so hypocritical
to think lust is not primitive;
that it can't take us all.
You lie there, in wait,
alluring like fresh bait,
and hope the night'll go slowly
as you find your mate,
and I can't help but procrastinate
do you intoxicate or inebriate,
whether you sooth my senses,
or whether it's just the drink?
For I am just a man
I hold out while I can,
but I know that it's fruitless
as you take my hand.
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First poem. Please don't be hating on me. Also, intentional rhyme disruption at the end of 2nd stanza, so don't call it a mistake.
