Lust is ostracised.

 

Just two poets

loving at the same rhythm

the beauty in our words

the feeling in our hearts

the love we can comprehend 

 

something i have pleaded for

for the longest years

to have one so patient

that he will be with me 

through all my years

 

Our dancing hearts collide,

the beating is synchronised.

this love is new, profound

a love that cannot break down

Nothing like the lust i have been so exhausted by.

 

he waits,

he listens,

he hears my words

and seeks my eyes

he seeks what is beneath my disguise

as we wait for the time to come

when we will be bound as one.