Lustful thinking

Lustful thinking hold it as a sin,
In the palm of the hand it grows ,
Surroundings shrink to a dim.

In an insecure mind rambles the thought,
Follow it through another chance wasted,
Its the Life that you sought.

You'll grow old.. time wont stay still for your plea,
Never to grasp the feeling of happy, secure.
Time doesn't wait ,
embrace, lust free.

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