I LUST for you love, your gentle touch

for your tender kiss I lust.

ENVIOUS of the world

for your beauty I HATE to share

so for myself I keep you near

LIE to be by your side

BETRAY those close by just to gaze into your eyes

I’ll CHEAT the game of life to have you as my wife

with the big house, dog and white picket fence

JEALOUSY raging inside

for you I want for myself

smothering,

over bearing,

more then just a jewel or a collection

for your love I’ll walk the ledge

give my arm and leg

and live these 7 sins of love

for your intimate touch

until my death…

written January 2, 2002 – from my ‘Love letters Collections’ book

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