Lust and the other one

Lust:
Possession is me with hands like Michelangelo
Making a Sistine chapel of your mind
Painting your fears in dimensions clear
You can reach out your frail fingers and touch.
It does not matter if she wears clothes,
I can unwrap her for you like you do
With presents beneath a Christmas tree on boxing Day.

Talyoung:
Covered from head to the feet’s sole
And standing four blocks from me-
She’s in my room, naked,
Hands doing tasks far from what they were created for.
She does not know that she is here.
This is inception,
A dream within a dream within a dream.

Younglan Louis