But what’s important?
And what is love?
An infinite
inconsequent
thing
or experience
or state?
Someone, please fill me in,
Because I know nothing of it.

This life is but a tease.
A taste of happiness,
of something good
and right.
Oh, it feels so right
until it all goes wrong.

But Lust
in all its sweet misery
Comes to life.
I can see it
Feel it
Touch it
Taste it
Become it
at the drop of a hat.
Yes, Lust is easy.
But not necessarily right.

But who’s to say what’s right or wrong?
What’s right isn’t always easy,
but neither is what’s wrong.
Why can’t we just live?
Live and love?
Love everyone,
everywhere,
No restraints.
Why do we put restraints on ourselves?
Why don’t we just say what we feel?
Act from our hearts?
Speak from our minds?

Life could be so simple.