Raw Embers of Desire
A burning fire
In the depths of human souls, desire resides, A primal force that fiercely abides. Raw and untamed, it pulses within, Igniting passions, tempting to sin.
In whispered secrets and longing sighs, Desire beckons with seductive lies. It roams through veins, a restless fire, Fueling cravings, mounting higher.
In hungry eyes and trembling touch, Desire blooms, an intoxicating clutch. It knows no bounds, no rules to obey, It demands to be felt, come what may.
In the ache of longing, desire thrives, A relentless hunger that never subsides. It dances in shadows, in dark corners concealed, A forbidden fruit, a weapon to wield.
In the silence of night, it murmurs its plea, Aching to be sated, wild and free. It whispers promises of ecstasy untold, In the depths of desire, mysteries unfold.
Yet beware, for desire is a double-edged sword, It can uplift the soul or leave it floored. In its grip, we lose all sense of control, As desire consumes, taking its toll.
But oh, how sweet the taste of its embrace, The rush of passion, the fiery chase. For in desire’s embrace, we find release, A fleeting moment of pure blissful peace.
So let desire burn, let it rage and roar, For in its flames, we find so much more. In the rawness of desire, we find our truth, In its depths, we discover our youth.
