No definition given-
To a desert filled with-
Desolate soul,
Lost indeed in passion,
Love, oh how they all did-
Without knowing the prize,
Their heart clings to each memory-
Dripping of pleasure and pain,
Soaked in this-
They breathe one beat-
One lash whips at a time,
No sense of relief,
Tortured are these souls-
Whose savior came in disguise,
Abandon love with no hope,
Redemption stops fleetingly,
No lessons remained unread,
Only blush of lust touched them,
And with it came their demise,
So swiftly- a devilish touch.
