Love Is Gentle Lust Is Wild
Love is the gentle, soothing, refreshing, breeze
On a warm summer night
When I sit on the back porch of my small country home
Watching the gibbous moon slowly glide across the dark sky
Lust is the whirlwind on a dusty afternoon
When the rain clouds and thunder storms start to form
Behind the large, orange, glowing, sunset
That chases little girls and boys inside from their play
Love is the tender waves lapping at the shorelines
By a cool summertime lake
Where I sit on the steps of my house by the lake
Watching the stars meet the ocean
Lust is the title waves bursting at the seashores
When the hurricane approaches land
Spinning tornadoes here and there
Sending children running for cover in the halls of their school
Love is
Lust does
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