Truth over motive,
thoughts led to
deeds.

Love's blind ambition
selling satisfaction
for our needs.

Basking in the overflow
of passions held in check.
Wondering what the others
know; longing for another peck.

Sugar coated interludes;
seeking a time and place.
Lovers looking hopefully
for a reason to ignore disgrace.

All the hope that seems
so pure; is drenched in a lustful
sauce.

Turning from moments
where pulses grew,
afraid of the awesome cost.

I'll walk the line that leads
to you;as straight as is my way;
but cross the line I will not do the
price too high to pay!