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Love is of God; lust is from the world

Love is selfless; lust is selfish

Love can wait; lust is got to have it now

Love is giving; lust is taking

Love is purity; lust is sin

Love develops; lust destroys

Love is peaceful
and
Lust is full of anxiety


-Charles Stanley
Leave it all on the floor
your blood
your sweat
your tears

Leave it all
your hopes,
and dreams

bare your soul
in all its awful ****** glory

take everything
cheers
jeers

every cry of exhaustion
of pain
of fear
of disappointment

whatever they throw at you
take it
to be great is to risk weakness

retaliate
a thousand-fold
every movement
every effort
every waking moment

in stark defiance
of insurmountable odds
of a defeat that seems destined,
of odds against.

Regret is for tomorrow
and this moment

isn't.
A desert between us?
Only in your dreams.
Your longing?
Reciprocal, it seems.
Your heart ache?
Nothing compared to mine.
My promises?
Rare and always held.
Your smile?
Bright sunray
Throughout my day.
Your heart beats?
My earthquakes.
Your verses,
Daily narcotics.
My horizon?
Just to love you,
On and on.
 May 2016 chasing vapors
Cristina
punctured hearts all over earth
crawling on mountains
of happiness and joy,
sweaty foreheads and hands
and dusty feet
walking nor running
towards the deep -
deep sky
deep oceans
hearts
or thoughts
in front of nothing
or everything or all.

— The End —