Unveiling Desire: The Seductive Secrets Hidden Within G. S. Katz’s Poem “Lust”
Is lust merely a fleeting impulse, or is it the very compass that crafts our identity? This poignant poem dares to lay bare the raw, pulsating essence of desire—how without it, we’re left vacant, barren, utterly adrift. I can’t help but marvel at how lust, often whispered about in hushed tones, boldly claims center stage here, guiding us like moonlight cutting through darkness. Ever wondered why some cravings feel less like wants and more like life’s very blueprint? This piece doesn’t just ask that question—it embraces it, inviting us along a sensuous path toward bliss, hand in hand. Intriguing, unsettling, yet oddly illuminating.

I love to lust
It defines me
Without lust
There is no me
Vacated
Lost
Barren
Desire is always
On my radar
Come to me
Take my hand
Follow me to bliss
With moonlight
To illuminate our path
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