By Hank Christian
Date: 17 June 2000

Lust vs Love

Mistaking Lust For Love

There is a primal need in me
And for many years I thought
The one solution
To reach satiation
And extinguish such longing
Would be in the eyes of a woman
As she prepared a frozen yogurt and warm chocolate
Blowjob	
	Just for me.
Frozen chills followed by
	Liquid heated thrills,
		Cool shivers
And heated quivers
Warm sweet sticky flowing fucking heaven found
In wet lips and teasing tougue.

 And I was wrong of course
Because your eyes
	Your clear crisp oceans of swirling depth
Speak
	Tomes of ancient forbidden knowledge
	Times of Celtic pagan ritual
	Trysts that may come
	Tribulation and Tempest in a moonstone.
And Tenderness
And maybe love
Yes, maybe even love
		LOVE
How was I to know that primal need is
Simply
Sweetly
Love, after all?
Now THAT blows my mind.

6/17/00