COLD IN THE WILD

Cold with a sensuous smile.
My mind has travelled a mile.
Lust really looks lucrative.
Every woman appears attractive.

Cold with a wicked wink.
Apparently, I can hardly think.
My spirit, a field of immorality;
thoughts tainted in totality.

This cold roams with rage...
my heart on a sensual page.
The sexual pilgrimage of a soul.
The sweetness of an ice cream bowl.

Cold as an unrepentant flirt.
I will hunt for everything in skirt.
A libido armed with exuberance.
The crusade of raw romance.

Cold in the wild...
conscience candidly defiled.
A weather with sexual intentions;
the tenacity of a lustful tension.