Love an Lust

Love is a verb a doing word, so is lust, but which in your life is a must.. lust a word that can also spell slut, love is something u feel in your gut, when we cant find love we resort to lust, sometimes we mistake lust for love, infatuation for a vision of an angel sent from above

We think this feeling it must be love, we mistake lust for passion , we start to get over the satisfaction, lust becomes a chain reaction , love fades an slowly dies, you forget what its like to love, to feel , to tell the difference between lust an a love that's real, a love that's true, I slowly gently touch you, our bodies move closer, like magnetism, we can read an feel each others lustful thoughts, we crave to be pleased, we crave the pleasure, slowly in her ear I whispers a nice lustful gesture.
It makes her crazy , it makes her wild, this girl she was once a child, but now she's all spicy an sometimes a little mild, she likes it wild, the lust becomes uncontrollable, like a volcanic eruption, she erupts, soon after I erupt, was this lust enough?

She begged for it like a spoilt child, she got what she craved , what she needed, the seed has been planted her wish has been granted, her pleasure was mine, my pleasure was hers, will we meet again ?? lust dies quick, but love is rare, so when love is hard to find, I guess lust is the closest kind.. in this moment we don't really mind.

Truth is we both still crave that love an affection , lust may be a antidote a short lasting injection, guiding us in the right direction, pleasing for that moment, like a drug, like a fix. its never enough, its just not love, its not emotion, its no more than another eruption, this lust is causing destruction.

Time goes by, Lust no longer gets u high, its erotic but causing you to go psychotic, love Is what u crave yet u do not want to feel like a child when sexually u misbehave..

I remember love, the reason I know I will now show, the mood is set the candles are lit, its cliché, but we both proud of it, we think we in a movie ,but this is real, because it more than lust.
nerves an emotions we both can feel, the world around us has stood still, its just us to , we alone in this world on our own.. we don't care we have each other an right now that's all we need..

The night reaches its peak, the ,music we turn down soft, so we can speak, I tell her I love you, she tells me she loves me more, in my mind I think this girl is more than another whore, another slut, she's special, I think iv got the butterflies im scared to look her in her eyes these feelings I cant disguise, eventually I look up into her eyes, they sparkling, maybe its the champagne.
She's smiling , maybe she's laughing at me maybe she's happy, I get nervous, I tremble I shake, she gets knots in her stomach, I can no longer hold , I reach out I kiss her passionately, im shocked this feeling inside is one that only love can describe, we both trembling, we both shaking, our heart for more we aching, this feeling is love, this our gift from a god above, I lay her down, I treat her soft, im so gentle, like a princess , im her prince, like a husband she's my wife, like death she's my life..

we make love , under the stars above, lust can never compare to love, I remember love.