Lust or Love
I’ll be the first to admit that…
I had exigencies lust for you
With every single meeting
I wanted to touch, bite, and dig to see
What treasures you had hidden inside
Knowing I wasn’t gone give myself to you freely
As I form new relations
With few people I met
The connection with them
Wasn’t as strong as I found with you…
I don’t know
Where the lust ended and where the loving began
Maybe it’s still lust evolving into another form
Or just maybe it’s love at its best
With every though and feeling rushing through my mind of you
I grow deeper and deeper for you
With every minute and day
Or just maybe it’s lust at its best
I picture how it will be with you
Just from that one moment of passion
But…
Scared to go on
Didn’t and still don’t know if it’s love or lust
I cover up my true identity
Behind my sexual organs
At least get after what the heart truly desire…
Or just maybe
Maybe
It’s neither because I’m in-between lust and love
Lust or love
Lust or love
Lust or love
Which one is it
It’s neither because I’m between the two
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