Love and/or Lust: A Theory

This is my theory about love or lust while living in Las Vegas.

Roses are red,

Violets are blue,

Sugar is Sweet;

So, are you . . .

Roses are red . . .

Passion,

Sexual pheromones,

Ecstasy,

Sensual sensory overload.

Our bodies glisten after intense intimacy,

We are beautiful, almost divine,

Our union is near perfection,

We, you and I, are in heaven.

Violets are blue . . .

Sadness,

Sexual calmness,

Longing,

Sensory dormancy.

I mourn when we leave our secret world,

I wish our hidden universe could last forever,

But, alas, we must go to our lives,

To live in our public spaces.

Sugar is sweet . . .

Playfulness,

Sexual anticipation,

Invitation,

Senses are waiting.

I wait until we meet again,

I am impatient -- I want to recreate our perfect world,

I anticipate our bodily sexual discourse,

I will hold you in my arms.

So, are you . . .

You are perfect in my eyes,

You taste beautiful,

Your scent is intoxicating,

Your voice is mesmerizing,

I need to touch you.

This is my theory about love and lust