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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=351050" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lust</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=351050" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The smell fills her senses, she breathes it in, <br>She knows it is wrong, that it's a sin, <br>She turns her back forces herself to run, <br>She runs away from m the scent she longs for, out of the sun, <br>She runs farther into the dark, the forest, <br>She runs faster than ever, into the trees to leave the rest, <br>The rest of what she wants, of what she longs for, <br>But she knows she can't let herself loose what shes woked so hard for<br>She ran, till safe from temtation from the longing, <br>And slowly her lover caught up the stopped in front of her, wondering, <br>She made herself continue, with him close behind, <br>The she smelled a new smell, and she knew what she had to find. <br>The lion was purched in a tree, <br>She knew what she had to do, and this kill would be free, <br>She wouldn't have to deal with the guilt of someone <br>She only had the feeling of thirst leaving, of being the one who won<br>Who won the battle between instinct and right, of doing what she must, <br>She won the battle against wanting human, the battle of lust</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Bethany+Maxwell">Bethany Maxwell</a></strong></div>