Each shall have a room, as they are distinct
As love is blind, lust has eyes wide open for its games
As love is day, lust is the night at the bar
As love speaks the truth, lust can just lay silent looking for the tasty froth
Love need not be beautiful but lust makes it a requisite
Love may abstain, but lust cannot
By its nature it thrives in banquets
Love is pure but lust goes to mud in all wild wrestling for what it desires
I can love you without lust
But you may not like it after all
I love and lust you
And in you
Love and lust shall
Hold hands, kiss tight, hiss all the night
Love and lust
The two becoming one
To both of us
So this union may last
This communion of souls.
It is a lovely poem and I like the fact that you say that love benefits with. But there is platonic love, of course.
its very its truthful their are ways that many of can relate to it
The expression is pure; I think you know what love is. Thanks for sharing.
Really insightful piece, Ric. Wish i had written it! keep on, goldy~~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow! this is good poetry