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Lust

For this project, the teacher asked us to portray or describe a certain emotion. What came out of the project was surprising. Here is my work.

Lust is a lady
with a faux smitten smile
Green eyes,
and blonde curls that bounce on her shoulders as she walks.
She wears a skimpy red dress,
red sequins glimmering in the light of the discotheque.
Lust’s body, primed for those with insatiable desire,
fully breasted and ready for action.
Her voice? Soft, deep, and smooth caramel.

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