The Desire of Men
Pretty faces with antique painted masks
Intricate in design and in function
Blinds a man from internal dysfunction
From the shimmering contents of a flask.
A drug of luxuria calls to them
Disguised in a rose petals airy kiss
Love strikes those who search for unneeded bliss
They forget the blood red flower’s thorned stem
Blood trickles down their smooth-as-cotton hand
Creating harsh scars that never dissolve
But never they clear what should be resolved
And claim the others misunderstand
A man besotted by a shapely gaze
Shall ever be punished for their lustful ways
**This is copywrited. I will sue you if you take it**
gaaras and milk Community Member 
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