Pure in form and clear in sights
It’s unadulterated, often belittled as a vice
Crystal clear intentions,no hazy screens
No confusions about “what he really means ? ”
It’s a consuming fire,
A maddening desire.
A wild emotion,
An Intense commotion.
Seething beneath, a calm facade
Surging from all useless charades
A no-pain pleasure
The essence of nature
More complete then love
Bleeds no heart, drains no blood
A flame harder quenched
Then love or revenge
A self centred ecstasy
A different view of morality.
Love and lust differences abound
But similarities exist on curious grounds
The essence of nature captured in a line
Love is the curiosity of heart while Lust is of thy mind.