TEMPTATIONS
My promise to you
I can’t keep,
For I’ve found the one
Who makes me weak.
All she does,
It’s me to please,
My desires of lust
She’s there to fulfil.
It isn’t love
But it’s nice to feel,
She knows I love you
But she wants me still.
My love she can’t have
But in lust, she thrills.
For my love you have,
For you, it runs deep.
It’s the truth I know
For which I am strong,
But she makes me weak
For my promise to keep.
Poem By E. Alubaka Asher
