Loneliness or Lust by Dimitrius

Loneliness or Lust by Dimitrius (source)

Loneliness or lust

I long for your touch but I can decide if its loneliness or lust I fantasize about our uniting but those thoughts I try to resist.

Still it makes my heart beat faster to think
Of your scent.

It excites my mind and body, why am I feeling this way. Am I shaming myself with silly passion, or am I looking for some kind of culmination from you which you may not have had or that I may not have experienced.

Because when you walk by my mind turns to sexual thoughts and pleasures I try to be prudent and I tell myself to stop. But still I vision you in a proxy of emotion.

In your nakedness I can see your body responding to my every move.
The sweat is dripping from our bodies as the clock goes ticking on.

But time is not the factor, you and time are mine.

As we reach the highest peaks, nothing could be finer.

As we moan in pleasure, I can find no pain. These thought’s drive me insane but still I wonder

is it

loneliness or lust

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Elegy 5 by Ovid, translated by Christopher Marlowe

Elegy 5
by Ovid
translated by Christopher Marlowe

In summer's heat, and mid-time of the day,
To rest my limbs upon a bed I lay;
One window shut, the other open stood,
Which gave such light as twinkles in a wood,
Like twilight glimpse at setting of the sun,
Or night being past, and yet not day begun.
Such light to shamefaced maidens must be shown,
Where they may sport, and seem to be unknown.
Then came Corinna in a long loose gown,
Her white neck hid with tresses hanging down,
Resembling fair Semiramis going to bed
Or Lais of a thousand wooers sped.
I snatched her gown: being thin, the harm was small,
Yet strived she to be covered there withal.
And striving thus, as one that would be cast,
Betrayed herself, and yielded at the last.
Stark naked as she stood before mine eye,
Not one wen in her body could I spy.
What arms and shoulders did I touch and see!
How apt her breasts were to be pressed by me!
How smooth a belly under her waist saw I,
How large a leg, and what a lusty thigh!
To leave the rest, all liked me passing well,
I clinged her naked body, down she fell:
Judge you the rest; being tired she bade me kiss;
Jove send me more such afternoons as this!

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