Love Masquerade

That impure touch housed in masquerade

Seek the body of many, the love of few

Love hidden in lust with the darkest shade

Hope for love in lust is a lighter hue

A wild wanton wretched wench not to trust

Men take quest of love, in whose love is lost

Sheath of love, blade of lust; take heed its thrust

A price of pleasure and pain be thine cost

Bound by love’s false reason, snared as lust’s prey

 Chase a spider to its web where shame waits

  Yearn for love that strays, but shame is to stay

Trapped by man’s thirst but what man does that make

Hunt demons to heaven then into hell

 What scheme does lust tell love that makes men fail