Not About Love.

This is not about love, 'Cause I am not in love, In fact I can't stop falling out, I miss that stupid ache.

Kisses & hugs,
Constant touching
Resolving to moans & groans, the begging of more
The begging of more

Attached at the hip, holding hands every second
When one's gone, the other's incomplete,
Feeling a missing piece that can't be replaced nor filled on its own account

No it's not love.
Love includes touching, yet unconstant
It includes the incomplete feeling, but knowing you will be soon

It is lust.
Pure lust.
When one's gone, the other's incomplete,
Longing for the constant touching,
Begging for more.

Author's Note

not as flowy, but it flowed from me.

Reviews

[F. Nazarov]

What's wrong with some lust
everyone in a while :D ?
Lol, so much for subtlety,
but I totally thought it was a decent piece
of work, it wasn't super "flowy" but
it's okay.