Loving Men-Lust


lustIt percolates
in my mind
knock-knocks
of past passions
it broils
like a steak
sizzling
and when cooked
is warm and pink
and juicy like lemons
tart and pungent
it swells overflowing
the levee of good
decision
breaking the dyke
it overflows
to my stomach or
lower, somewhere

lower

overpowering.