I've always wanted to long for love, to lust for life
Yet, when day breaks free of a cruel night
It slips from thought, though plain in sight
How life is meant to be savoured and spiced
I've learnt, in the light, to consider love a terrible vice
That to long for love is the greatest sin, a heavy price
And to lust for life is to lose your place in paradise
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Poetry
PuisiPieces of poetry that hope to create vivid imagery, colourful worlds all your own and most importantly, intricate emotions waiting to be deciphered that can help you in your own endeavours as a creator.
