The Meaning Of Immortal

Some say it is love,

Still tries to touch everywhere,

A kiss is not a kiss,

If there were no feelings,

They say lust is a part of,

In every love tale,

Where is it then,

In between us,

Or in between our pillows,

If lust is not immortal,

Why do they live penance,

Why the moon rays made me crazy,

Why am I still searching for the same comfort,

In every hug I receive,

Why can't I cuddle,

Even with the cute people,

What is immortal here,

Lust,

Love,

Infatuation,

Or the number of blood-sucking elements,

With whom I slept,

To make you feel happy,

What is immortal,

Just a nonsense feeling about muscles,

Curves,

Or some round meatballs.