Love or Lust by Steve Cavazos
It’s what I feel when you’re away
It’s the reason I wake up and begin my day
It’s what I feel when you are near
It’s what keeps running through my mind and it’s all I hear
It’s what I feel when our lips touch
This feeling that I get is much to much
What is this supernatural felling that I get?
When our eyes meet and we’re chest to chest
Is it love or is it lust?
I don’t know but having you is a must.
When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
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