In loving someone, <br />I cannot tell, <br />The thought of lust, <br />A continous bell, <br />Kissing and touching, <br />Is this really love? <br />Could we live without it? <br />Is it something we're above? <br />Do we need the touch of another, <br />The caress of his lips, <br />Those warm arms around us, <br />When the cold winter nips? <br />Could we deny pleasure, <br />Or is that all we are? <br />And if we went slower, <br />Would we really go far? <br />Would we hold on forever, <br />And never let go? <br />Or aren't you here forever? <br />These questions I must know. <br />For if you're here for love, <br />I'll love you till I die, <br />But if your here for only lust, <br />Im sorry, goodbye.<br /><br />Kiersten Reilly<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-and-lust-2/
