True Lust

Flowing,
one way like a river.
Growing,
the words: 'I can deliver'
Knowing she's gone. 
But still holding on.
Throwing, your emotions,
into dirty oceans
and still,
the tides wash in.

Hating,
the weakness you show,
Creating,
your tales of woe.
Waiting for yes,
accept nothing less,
Debating decisions,
and awkward collisions.
And the waves recede again.

Learning,
not to cry,
Yearning,
to be 'that guy'
Burning with passion
as love is in fashion
Turning to trust
as you find your true lust,
is an ocean that never runs dry.