Wandering eye

It is lust

That drives

The eyes.

It is want

That strays

The gaze.

Your face,

Your lips,

Your thighs,

A fire

That rages

For days,

Light in

Your smile,

And I

Know that

I should

Look away,

But it’s me

Who he

Pushed aside,

And you,

Who I found

In my way.