Lust

His eyes glew like silked honey

his gaze fell upon many.

His lips curved to so many smiles

with a glare he makes my heart run miles.

His touch on my skin is so light

I loved the way the possibility of loving him turned from "no" into "might".

We go about our usual ways knowing that we love each other,

but we both knew our love would'nt last forever.

Lust encircles us when we stare into each other's eyes,

but when I focus enough, I swear I could detect lies.

Making love is out of question,

though too young or too old, there is still the sensation.

Loving him is so forbidding,

though what else should I be doing?

Lust, desire, or lies, 

either way, I knew i was falling and in love with the man who owns the golden eyes.