Love or Lust

Her aloofness
and her class
her disinterest
and her disdain
brings to the fore
my deepest desires

She ignores
and she pushes aside
my tremulous approach
with scornful words,
awakening in my heart
passions of the past

My days thus pass
with tumultuous thoughts,
my nights are disturbed
by jealous cravings
I sleep less, dream more
I live less, love more


Love is fused with lust
togetherness I value most
she goes her own way
she has no pretense
she lives and loves
I lust and die.