The Seven Deadly Sins: Lust
You lick dry lips
Flecks of flesh
Sting beneath
An alcoholic breath
Wander through
The air that's heaving
A nicotine fog
Here there is no
breathing
And nothing good
can come from
a meeting
In this place, but you
Abandon empathy
The second
That you see
-her face
The world is quiet
Time dead in space
Behind deaf ears
Thumps a tale
of love and betrayal
Into the din it's laced
She runs pomegranate
colored nails
down the side
of your face
And with apple red lips
she gives you a sour sweet
kiss
Your hands disappear
Where her hips dip
She tickles
your face
With black eye lashes
Takes your hand
Leads you through the masses
To some other place
With the same
coal black heels
That will walk through
your ashes
Flecks of flesh
Sting beneath
An alcoholic breath
Wander through
The air that's heaving
A nicotine fog
Here there is no
breathing
And nothing good
can come from
a meeting
In this place, but you
Abandon empathy
The second
That you see
-her face
The world is quiet
Time dead in space
Behind deaf ears
Thumps a tale
of love and betrayal
Into the din it's laced
She runs pomegranate
colored nails
down the side
of your face
And with apple red lips
she gives you a sour sweet
kiss
Your hands disappear
Where her hips dip
She tickles
your face
With black eye lashes
Takes your hand
Leads you through the masses
To some other place
With the same
coal black heels
That will walk through
your ashes
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