What is it, but true love.
Unconditional, heart-filled
or basic lust. The raw desire
for your body.
Jax Rhapsody with optional
heart on sleeve. Was a hetero-
male; decided, bisided, bisexual,
poly-amorous. Could be a slut-a
free range lover.
Romantic lust is all I got.
Shallow love for you. No
Ill-fated lovers, no meant to be.
Given the slightest chance we
can make what you perceive as
love.
Kiss, caress, and hold you after-
wards. Just remember don't say those
sweet words. As they fall on deaf
ears, they could ruin the great
thing we had. Because from deep
within my heart; I love you so
shallowly.
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