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Lust


Lust

I've seen a thousand years
of lovers' deep silences
battle cries
and whispering winds that tell
down through the savagery
in the tears of passion's sweat
lies all that there is to know
the spear can become the staff
the first time's red may become war paint
under millennia of blood red moons our choice remains the same
whether to follow the blood that boils
or give in to the blood that burns

September 14, 2003
Tressa Lee Breen

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