If love was really lust and lust was really love
what type of love would you like to have?
gosh, have I confused you?
often I sit and imagine
for a moment that love wasn\'t so dark and painful?
and lust, lust would be long lasting
surrounded by the safety of honest and open arms
acceptance and encouragement
candle light and cherished moments
and an obscene amount of sweet kisses
with butterflies in our gut
that would be ever present
each time we awake from slumberbash
from dusk until dawn
lust would fill our every need
and love would fade and die instead of lust
and like a caged bird set free
I would fly into the sky
to sing my song.