for  love...

Is it  love...  Is it lust

doesn't matter any more
I think about thee
the way our bodies..... drawn by the passion like a bee to a flower

for love ... for lust
I want to feel his lips upon my mouth
his hand upon my breast.. a shiver... I want...
his kisses through my vein.. arousing my soul with desire..
making me crawl and creep... down on my knees..
I want him, I want more...I want one more night....

for love.... for lust