What am I doing?
Have I finally lost the plot?
What do I see happening?
If this is the path I wanna go down
Am I really willing to throw everything away?
Simply blinded with lust?
Lust is a dangerous feeling
When you think you know what you want
But does it have meaning?
I can say fuck meaning, I’m happy simply fiening
This feeling never lasts
Just leaves you wanting more
Whether it’s meaning or a feeling
You are always searching for
My head hurts, it aches too much thinking
I read too much into things
Do I give it a meaning?
How can I casually talk to you?
When I really want to do more
Mind drifting to places
I see you naked on all fours
I think I’ll leave it there & say no more regarding the matter
Either take the risk or move on or end all this in disaster.
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Author:
CJ Tones (Pseudonym) (
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Just do what you feel is inside, but do it thinking what is best for both.
I like it, it got me thinking as well.
Good luck
Best
Dolphine
Thanks. I'm glad you enjoyed it! Even greater result that it got you thinking. 🙂
Very fascinating! Interesting contemplation.....the very real struggle with lust...you depict it admirably. What is "fiening"? I really enjoyed this for how you take the reader down the path wrestling, within himself for/against lust, which only leads to death, when it is finished, according to the Word of God. Well-written, excellent!
Thank you, very much appreciated! "Fiening" is another word or lusting.
Oh, thank you very much for telling me! Sweet. Makes such perfect sense!!
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