Created in 2018. Self in Lust: To burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves... There is no fulfillment that is not made sweeter for the prolonging of desire. It is the kind of thing that eats you and leaves you starving.

My head’ll explode if I continue with this escapism. Please, touch me, I pray Melt into me, like butter on toast It is the wildness of it I want; I have to have. I won’t care for tomorrow I won’t dream of tonight In that moment, I lust for life Dare I relinquish all control? For the sake of a story not yet told