Lured in the seduction of love,
Yet grieving to lurk and just wait for love.
Tempted to fall from its mere cycle,
Yet hoping not to be weaken from its veer cycle.

Succumbed from the anguish of waiting,
Now, enjoying life from wanting.
Love is just temptation,
There are just things better, rather than seduction.

A/N: Just a newbie on writing poems.