Love and lust
Share a common goal
But attack with different strides.
One leaps,
One slithers,
Both plead,
Both gravel,
Neither lies,
Nor listens,
Yet both will fail.
Since love and lust both find
That there are no quick resolutions.
No absolute solutions.
No
Happy
Endings.
Only temporary fixes
To never-ending problems
Within themselves.

They search
And search,
And all that arises is
Desire for contempt.

Now I have to ask,
“Have you found the cure?”
“To what?” They scold.
“To the common cold,
The sickness of perceived loneliness
And fear of solitude,
The endless search
For that one individual
Who’ll fulfill all your needs
Whole-heartedly.”
“And what
Could be wrong
With that?”
“Delusions, False-hopes, and self-deception to start…
But don’t forget about your heart,
It loves you.
And it
Believes you.
And settled within the comforts of your skin
And the sound of your breathing,
It has faith in you.”