Love Is Gentle Lust Is Wild

Love is the gentle, soothing, refreshing, breeze On a warm summer night When I sit on the back porch of my small country home Watching the gibbous moon slowly glide across the dark sky Lust is the whirlwind on a dusty afternoon When the rain clouds and thunder storms start to form Behind the large, orange, glowing, sunset That chases little girls and boys inside from their play Love is the tender waves lapping at the shorelines By a cool summertime lake Where I sit on the steps of my house by the lake Watching the stars meet the ocean Lust is the title waves bursting at the seashores When the hurricane approaches land Spinning tornadoes here and there Sending children running for cover in the halls of their school Love is Lust does