Love, lust the end is dust.

Love and lust, they dance a tango,
Whispering promises, sweet and mellow.
Passions ignite, flames grow higher,
Desires burn with an unquenchable fire.

Love is pure, it's an eternal flame,
It burns bright, it never fades or tames.
Lust is a fleeting, momentary pleasure,
It consumes you, leaving no lasting treasure.

Love is the bond that connects two hearts,
It brings joy, it never tears apart.
Lust is a game of flesh and desire,
It fades away, leaving nothing to admire.

In the end, all that remains is dust,
Love and lust both crumble to rust.
But true love leaves a legacy behind,
A bond that endures, a memory that's kind.

So choose wisely, my dear friend,
For love and lust are not the same in the end.
Embrace love, let it guide your way,
And your heart will be full, each and every day.