LOVE OR LUST

A poem...what is love really and is it not the same as lust

LOVE OR LUST

I simply lie down and close my eyes
I focus on one thing and forget about the drama and lies
I imagine your eyes how terrible they must feel when she cries

Im not sad but happy because of what I imagine
I imagine her lips and how they must Carry so much passion
And her radiant eyes as white as firewood ashes
And imagine how when I call she probably blushes

I think of her brown skin and how it must look under the blue of the moon/ Her radiance and beauty as she lies flat in the night in her room/
The beautiful movements of her bare chest as she sleeps/
Dreaming of the smiles she puts on people's faces and all the promises and secrets she keeps/ 

Then I open my eyes because I've had to enough rest/
Hopefully she'll give me good marks for my endless quest/

Author's Note

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