Lust

To be loved not lusted if only to be touched not my body but my mind grazing the surface of my thoughts kissing the curve in my smile love me past lust love me unconditionally within my soul beneath my skin extinction of the fears of these feelings but we are lost in the mind of one who cannot comprehend the simple things care for the way I care not the way I please you hand me your heart and I'll treasure it like a diamond a keepsake of the way you used to stare at me otherwise take this heart and walk away because to be loved not lusted is a gift to be loved not lusted is real to be loved not lusted is a faint reality we have not experienced quite yet and if you are here to be seen but to expect lust then this is not a page in my story.