Love Or Lust - Poem by Jean Cohen
Is this love?
Is this lust?
Am I chasing the prospect of love
Or the real concept itself
If I am chasing the prospect of love
It's not love! By Jehovatat's eyebrow,
It's lust, my poet
Love is like a cancer!
It starts off small
But as time wearies on
It grows larger until it consumes your whole body!
That's what love is.
You can't chase love
Lust is temporary
But the problem with this situation is
I, the narrator
The omnipotent being
Am chasing the concept of love
I am in lust.
If I, the one who created this poetic universe, am in lust
What is love then?
What if lust were love? !
Or the vice versa!
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