I could taste you once more
For the last time.
And in the end I know
You would be the one to cry.
When I will be gone from you.

Lust would keep us here,
In an embrace that does more damage
Then any real good.
Taking away our love in stolen moments…
Leaving the flesh filthy and craving.

 Taste the spice of skin
And smell the aroma of want
A dark desire has its hold
On the weak and naïve.
The beauty is we wont ever be the same.

Bitterness will only consume
What once could have been sweet.
Let us continue is this foolishness.
And part feeling empty
The theft of humanity was our own.

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