Yung Love

What is love?
Is love the hard-on received at first sight of nice tits, or a nice butt
a lustful thought as a beautiful woman passes
Still young at heart and mind
I know, I know not what love is
I haven’t found that completion
that half which, makes me whole.

Is she out there?
Yes she is, I shall search far and wide for her.
And when I find her, I will be born, again like a new child,
A new man, with a new outlook

For now I wallow in repetitive meaningless sex
based on lies and false pretensions
This is not life, this I know.
This is not love, this I know
Love will come to me like an angel in the night
and all in my life will be just alright.