Lust Versus Love
Lust is like a big stone
Thrown into a quiet lake,
It produces
A loud sound,
A large splash, and
Huge ripples.
Yet,
Before the ripples are no more,
The stone is already on the bottom,
Forgotten and never to be seen again.
Love is like a planted oak
Growing steady and
Producing
Strong roots and
Large branches.
Yielding respect,
Outlives humans and
Going into history.
© François DulaPay

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