A lover gazes with love.
A stray partner’s is filled with dazed lust that easily withers.
A lover’s touch is but a caress, touching more than just the skin.
A passing partner’s is to momentarily make you forget, not remembered and treasured.
A lover does all with the heart.
A moment’s partner is all but going through the mechanisms, before moving on to greener pastures.
A lover gazes with admiration of a preserved treasure finally at its resting place,
But a lusty bestowed quickly has only immediate heat.
A lover’s embrace brings comfort,
A passing partner will only pause to rest, before reasons to forget invades the mind.
Someone in love longs basks in the aftermath, content.
A quick tumble in bed only is there to quench a temporary thirst.
Lust may be used to manipulate and cloud a motive
But love is true and laid bare for the taker to decide its quest.