ires

oozing desire
beautiful to admire
but do not touch
'cause once I become sire
to one’s desire
they're in dire
need of release from this lustful fire
nothing lasts
even forever expires
in order to suture prior, open wounds
I require
to get higher
as conversations get dryer
the obvious forced effort to entertain one another
we get tired
becoming liars
the careless and the crier
heart for sale
yet too broken to attract new buyers
once again
I'm only here to admire
because once I become sire
to one’s desires
they're in dire
need of release from this disastrous fire
we love then get tired
free to reminisce
but the moment has expired