lovelust

I'm having a hard time telling love and lust apart.
I'll spread my legs but be too afraid to share my heart.
his eyes pierce my soul in ways I can't even fathom
I sold myself to him
his hands know every trace of my body but he doesn't know what makes me cry at night. I'm so afraid of dancing alone, so when the devil offered his hand I didn't dare resist.
the rhythm of our breaking breaths are stronger than any jazz player, my moans sound like New Orleans in the spring time.
'I made sure you get yours before I get mine.'
I love him I love him I lust him. my body yearns for his love, he gives me a painful thrill that I crave.
the high he gives me makes ecstasy seem mediocre but I'm a junkie for his love.
his skin reminds me of Hennessy, & trust me he tastes as good as he looks.
I can lay next to this animal with my soul open and my body bare, but I'm too scared to hand him my heart.
his passion is trippy and I don't want to come down, I'm in too deep to dare tell love and lust apart.