Lust In Affection
Concupiscence gushing over tenderness
Conscience blushing over gentleness
Salacious in demeanor
Affection urges to be cleaner
Lechery rippling through emotions
Crippling all genial notions
Wanton in its trait
Affection is the sole bait
Irascible when left on its own
Lust flares if affection is not shown
Malicious when you let it lurk around
Lascivious in the murk, that surround
Avid in essence,
Lewd in all sense,
Blame not chasteness to be tense
Let there lust be in affection
Word is, there must be deception
poem by Ruffled Quill
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