Of Love

Love is calm and like the stillest of lakes; lust is as out of control as the most dangerous of oceans. Love is romantic and caring, while lust is sultry and seductive. Love has candle lit picnics on the bleach; lust has makeout sessions under the bleachers. Love is magical like Disney, and lust is sinful like the male fans of womens volleyball. Love is careful, takes it easy; lust throws caution to the wind. Love is the brightest emotion; however lust is the darkest desire. Lust is expressed through the crudest of phrases, but love lives through the finest of poetry.