By Bud Koenemund
For Lindsay
Desire for you
will damn my eternal soul;
My lust condemns me.
Desire for you
will damn my eternal soul;
My lust condemns me.
By Bud Koenemund
Muse
For Lindsay
Her body sates lust;
but her bright green eyes ignite
imagination.
Human
For Lindsay
Lust makes me a fool;
love makes me an idiot.
Both make me human.
By Bud Koenemund
You, Love, are sunshine.
I’m rain. But, I am content,
for flowers need both.
By Bud Koenemund