Love and Lust

I am swimming down the sea of lust, until I get lost.

My lover stands beyond my ear. I can’t hear.

The footsteps are far, away from my time.

I no longer see his beauty within.

The fragrance of his musky perfume distracts me.

I am a servant of lust.

I no longer behold the love.

What is love?

Shei
Djakarta, Feb