12-20-2015, 06:52 AM
The World Goes Away
Lust without love is just lust
A windblown and scattering dust
Lust, come from love, is a place
A warm, knowing look on her face
A humbling place where you go
To bask in a kind lamplit glow
To hold, and be held, and be whole
To lose all yourself in her soul
Lust without love is just lust
A windblown and scattering dust
Lust, come from love, is a place
A warm, knowing look on her face
A humbling place where you go
To bask in a kind lamplit glow
To hold, and be held, and be whole
To lose all yourself in her soul
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