Indecision
by Ezra_and_Odie
David made flesh, naked,
his sinewy muscles, curly black hair
And haunting hazel eyes,
Tempting the angels from their heavenly watch.
Leaning against his open door,
He beckons, smiling, entreating
Building up the lust
That slithers down my loins.
Should I walk into his room with cravings?
Should I indulge in this carnal lust?
Should I be Michelangelo
And mold him to my needs?
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