Lust

eh yeah, do wanna
live for fun?
or hurt like you
say you wanna
crouched in dirt
and all i do
i see it in itself
if to try made sense
then i’d lose what i’d left
but only on the outside
i’ll show up, i’ll show
eh yeah, think of
water in a fall
last i saw
lust spoke
louder than words
dawn’s weak song
we could but wouldn’t sing
made love in the sense
that life means less than we think
but only on the outside
i’ll show up, i’ll show
blinded by urges
to salacious to be heeded
and I’m blinded by longing
but what more could i need
in your eyes