Love and Let Lust (Verbal Nut Bust Book 1)

Sit here, watching grass grow,
watching the clouds I blow,
thinking about the one,
the one I thought I had-- White buffalo,
sent me in a dark place,
seeking any light,
now I write poetry, like a public diary,
see if it can take me higher,
trying to reach nirvana, but
the corporal sins keep me in,
leave my soul for the devil's din,
delicious for him, demons inside me,
voices in my mind you see,
I lost it though, and don't miss it,
because now I speak from my heart,
try to break free from this thin line
between love and hate, known as lust,
not in it for the nut bust, I need a mind fuck,
sapiosexual, just looking for that
heart to heart connection,
that love, not that erection,
dissect my mind, move me,
be my muse, use me.