Love and Lust
Show me a man who didn't lust before love
Nor in the beginning lust on her enchanting groove
I will show you a liar
As by wool burns a stove
So inevitably depends on lust, your holy love
When your heart melt by her gracious sight
From his mantle a sweet seltzer you sip tonight
And both sirens screams with the voice of passion
In the end love is praised and lust, blamed
As with negativity, lust is framed
Oh! Dear lust, I shan't merry without you, nor ever love
Even a platonic desire can't undermine your fire
But if this puzzle be hard to solve
Remove lust and watch love dissolve.
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