Lust and Aggression

To the rhythm..., so deep in the motion that coexisting is all there is,
caressing my anatomy and tracing my silhouette with your hands,
I lean in and you extend your presence as a present to give to only me.
As it seems sinful we relax, allowing our emotions to vanish into the abyss we call our hearts, while we secretly watch them become necessities for life.
Me needing you and you needing me, our relationship flourishes into a demonic creature called Lust and Aggression.
We nourish this entity every moment we are in contact with one another, filling our feelings with feelings that we promise ourselves that we wont take too seriously.
Feelings that we are not sure of, and ones that are unexplainable to even ourselves, we are so young and naive to think that love can harmonize in us... as something real.
We fall back to give room, to breathe, and allow our fears to flee our minds,
so that when we return, good as new,... our Lust and Aggression can grow into the monstrosity that its meant to be so that we can be happy.
We will grow apart but the creature we committed to, will live on forever in us as a burden on our shoulders reminding us of each other and the time we spent creating it.