Lust.
A moment of pleasure.
When nothing makes sense
at the sight of her thighs
Lust.
Or should say I’m lost
in moments of trying to
define who I truly am.
Lust.
When I see her
my body reminds me of my failings
of my frail
Lust.
But she loves me
She wants me
So she doesn’t hesitate
Lust.
I thought she a whore
to serve my appetite
to serve my greed.
Lust.
That’s what I feel
and nothing else
nothing I see.
Lust.
clouds my memory
clouds everything
not knowing she loves me.
So when you told me I cried.
I wanted to try,
Sex and salvation.
“I love you katerina, but I can’t be saved”
Justice Chimezie is Literature teacher at various colleges in Lagos, Nigeria. He’s written hundred of poems for his students to read. He’s a writer and a Storyteller.