The call of the flesh
drowns out the siren song
of the rational mind;
skin yearns for skin
while one’s higher consciousness
shrieks in abject horror.
The fires of lust
can burn one’s life to ash;
Scattered on cool water
those embers defiantly steam and hiss
and simply refuse to die.
What can you dare to do?
Such is the life we struggle to live.
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Author:
Fränz Müller (
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