Lust, luster, and lusted

There is nothing crazier than love...
Everything around can't explain...
The moments on top of breathes....
Unspoken to be held...
Nothing is enough be words...
For those blessed...
Whispers are the gosphel...
To grind into the next breath...
Some kinda agony is the moments between love...
And holding down the touches desires...
Is every moments expectation...