The Longing within

Lurking in me is the desire of lust, To have my way, to feel the soft skin of a woman's touch, To lose myself in all the pleasure I could get. But deep down, I don’t want to follow this lustful road. A sense of longing for love fills my soul. Yet, I am haunted by my past failures, A relationship so bright and green, now withered like chaff. Maybe the fear to commit once again abides within...