Sayings from the Seven Sins: Lust

by dawnvalley

Sweats on their soft skins

Sweats on their soft skins Lips were met in the dark room

Sweats on their soft skins Lips were met in the dark room Moans and shouts were heard

Different faces

Different faces Come and go from his eyesight

Different faces Come and go from his eyesight None attached to him

His cracked memory

His cracked memory The one that used to be his

His cracked memory The one that used to be his Could not fade away

A lone broken soul

A lone broken soul Searching for the broken loves

A lone broken soul Searching for the broken loves Lust was all he had