by Jennifer Crate

Created on: January 28, 2007   Last Updated: May 14, 2007

Desire is a funny thing
It comes without warning
And saturates your body
Spreading like liquid fire
A slow burn in your soul
That cannot be extinguished
Even after you have consumed
The thing that you desire
For when you get what you want
You are left wanting more
An the vicious cycle
Takes hold
Desire into lust
A wicked fire
That rages out of control
An devours your better judgment
Even the most innocent of situations
Can turn into a crime of passion
Without any warning

I don't think I can trust myself
When I'm around you
My small flame of desire
Will burst into a wildfire
An I may take what I want
An leave you begging for more
Which may not be
All that bad

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