Split (an acrostic poem)

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So they planned to divide the bounty equally once they opened this chest

Pirates they may be, but they didn’t try to screw each other over, usually

Lust for gold was tempered by what the others would do if they found out

It surprised them all when they opened the chest, and nothing was there.

That’s when the guns and swords came out…

Collide (an acrostic poem)

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Coming violently together was their usual M.O.

Obliterating everyone and everything around them with such a release of energy

Love contains almost limitless potential energy waiting to be continuously released, but…

Lust was a poor substitute with so many limits

It would be expended so quickly in a blink of an eye

Deforming each of their spirits, leaving permanent dents therein

Eventually becoming as cold as the void that remained.

Blush (an acrostic poem)

Brent watched her hips sway as she walked away

Lust pumped through his veins, leaving little blood for his brain

Urges finally broke his feet free and he started to follow

She spun around on her left foot, stopping him in his tracks

He felt his lust dissolve and rush to his cheeks as she put her hands on those hips

Lust (an acrostic poem)

Leroy whistled at the way her dress made a puddle on his floor

Until that moment he had been a happily married man

Still there was a small part of him that yelled to run away

Too bad it was drowned out by her moans

Lust (an acrostic poem)

Losing sight as to what is important

Until nothing else matters

Satisfaction is a myth

Tearing souls to shreds