Lost In Lust

Lost In Lust

Wasn’t Just A Kiss,
Twas My First Kiss,
How My Heart Skipped,
My Clothing Unable To Conceal The Exhilarating Ventricular Pumps,
A Craving I Long Sought From My First Encounter With You

Our First Meet Was Well Scripted,
Your Simplicity, Too Good To Be True.
At First I Scolded Myself Against Premarital Sex,
But Love Making With You Was Too Strong A Temptation To Overcome

Your Hand To My Chest,
Sent Chills Down My Spine,
Your Warmth In My Cleavage,
My Heart Screamed For More
But That Was All There Was To Us,
Nothing More Than A Bed Thrill

I Should Have Seen The Signs,
But I Was Too Lost In The Phantom Of Our Intercourse,
All You Wanted Was The Pleasure My Body Offered,
But My Soul Too Naive To Detect

Now You Have Travelled The Path Of No Return,
You Took A Part Of Me With You,
And Left A Vacuum Yet Unfilled,
For Time Has Failed To Heal,
The Scars As Fresh As Ever,
My Betrothal Has Become My Betrayer


Mercy Obot

Mercy Obot is a journalist, entrepreneur and an inspirational writer who takes delight in emboldening people through real life stories. She also loves reading, listening to cool music and making friends globally.

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