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