Lust is often mistaken 

for someone else named Love.

What she does best

yes, is framing herself as someone she's not.

After all,

it's better to be used

even if for the wrong reasons.

Lust comes and goes often,

and when she comes

well, everyone is watching.

Their eyes gravitate 

to her like

negative and 

positive 

a 

magnet

in human form.

The closer you get,

the harder it is to turn away.

It is no wonder she has so many friends;

it's almost impossible to say no to her.

And Lust, she loves the attention.

Her trysts are insurmountable.

You only tussle with lust 

if you are prepared to share.

She's already on-and-off with guilt

and she's friends--but with benefits--with pride.

Don't worry, they'll let you join

but commitment won't ring a bell.

The staggering thing is

she's not even that great.

Call me crazy

but the lady just

underwhelms you.

Her wiles are enticing,

her movements exciting,

but you had so much more in mind.

You'd love to back out

and be with someone

a bit

more

serious.

But Lust is an addiction,

and no matter

how determined you are,

her image will never leave your mind.

The mystery behind her eyelashes 

keeps you coming back

again and again.

It really is a shame.

Lust is, after all,

the most overated woman on earth.