Lust.
It means to have a strong desire and attachment to something, someplace, or someone
Well, that is how I feel with you, so what does it mean?
When I am with you, the cliches just come flowing in
Because your eyes glitter like the stars we watch at night in silence.
Your smile glows like the sunrise, I want to watch as we grow old.
Your body runs smoothly like a slow song, OUR slow song.
It is as if the world told me that your beauty was too much for everyone else so you chose me.
I think I am falling in lust with you because when I lust, it is true.
So was I meant to just lust, or love you?
Should we be in lust forever, is that so bad?

Love.
I feel as if it’s just a word that rhymes with dove.
I have tried it so many times and though I am young, why can’t I love?
Why can’t I feel the real thing, the point of living is to live life and love, yet I can’t love.
I can only lust...
It's not ‘love at first sight’ it’s ‘lust at first sight’ with me.
Love’s definition is an intense feeling of deep affection,
To feel a deep romantic or ****** attachment to someone.
Lust’s definition is a very strong ****** desire for someone or something.
I love your body and how we move to our own rhythm, but it isn’t just ***.
I desire your heart and everything you have for me to love, or, no, lust.
It's something more, so hard to control, so hard to handle, so easy to be with you but is it love?

I was all alone, just me, just one
You see alone, alone has the word one and there is only one of me and only one of you
But what word means us and has the word two because I don’t want one alone, I want us the two
I have tried so hard to find the word because I want you, and I want us, and I want true, and I want two
How about the word Artwork? That has the word two
Does it work, because you are a work of art and I work hard to find our word with two
Trustworthy! That’s it, right? It has the word two, and I trust you, but do you trust me…? I don’t know
Paintwork… It has the word two, but it also has the word pain and then there is the word outwork
And I feel outworked, trying to find the word that has two, to prove to you, my love is true, and that’s all I want to do
But why isn’t there a word for two?

Boom... Bang.
There he lays… There she stays all alone and cold.
She’s bad… He’s in a gang.
Where all the good things?
Cause all I hear is the bad’s that have been told.
Cuz all I hear is the wrong, slavery in my family they were sold,
But we’re just learning about the past, not doing anything to change it.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s permanent so we can’t rearrange it,
But why are we just learning about it, instead of learning from it.
We try to make a slight change, but then give up and it plummets.
I know I’m young, so I don’t know much about life,
But I feel like the way the world is it’s not going right.
Yeah, it’s a “New Year. New Me.” kinda feeling,
But in this way of life, I don’t know how we’re dealing.
With being in a world where so much is revealing,
So many are hurt, but yet there is nobody healing.
There was judging back in the day, I know, I shouldn't I say “back in the day” but I have to say that I was taught this way.
To look not only in your future but look back in the past,
But focus on your culture because you're black and you’re “Free at last”

I’m the one who loves you oh so much.
The ones whose heart melts at your touch.
I’m the one who loves your love handles.
I’m the one who loves when you ramble.
I’m the one who loves all your flaws.
The one who wouldn’t judge you at all.
I love your laugh and your smile. I love your voice and love your style
But only if I could share, this love that’s truly there.
I don’t want fake so with my heart, don’t play.
I love you to the moon and back, I’m here to always stay
Because I’m the one.