It was a passionate greeting filled with both love and lust
A Lust for touch
A love for life

The greeting was quick at first
Unlike the others
They then started to move slower
Last longer
Heavy breathing but short breathes

The greeting would soon lead to a tangled mess of bodies
Art to some
Sin to others

With lust comes sin
With love comes family
Unprepared
Unknown

The lust was there, although love was stronger
A little mix of both
Grows and grows
Love starts to blossom once more
Lust starts to yearn even worse  

Until the the age of the greeting begins.