Sin

Alan R

When I want to fuck you

It gets tricky

To keep my mind off

Of your heart’s love

When I want to love you

It gets tricky

To keep my hands off

Of your beautiful skin

Maybe love was meant to be made

By hearts lost in what they call sin

There’s not much left to win

Everything ends the way it begins

Tricks of love and a righteous fuck

As they say, it’s all about luck.

 

-Al

  • Author: Alan R (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 22nd, 2024 00:24
  • Category: Love
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  • sorenbarrett

    Where one ends the other begins in an endless circle a most interesting write.

    • Alan R

      Thanks alot!

    • Cassie58

      Lust and love.Many relationships have both. All the best Alan.

      • Alan R

        Thanks!

      • Mutley Ravishes

        What if love
        Can be made
        Without lust?
        Doesn’t one
        Lead to life
        And the other
        To dust?

        • Alan R

          If only it was simple

          • Mutley Ravishes

            What if it is simple, Alan, and someone who has taken up residence in us has made it complex?

            • Alan R

              You remind me of James Clear

              • Mutley Ravishes

                Thanks for your reply. I haven't heard of James Clear. Is he a writer?

                • Alan R

                  Atomic Habits, yes, i saw one of his recent posts that say a similar thing as you did…

                  • Mutley Ravishes

                    Thanks! I'll check it out.



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