The Lust.

Itches can be induced by chemicals, From the insects of illicit obstacles, The nails are sharper, the brutes, Are merrier and the scratching appears, In the middle of the subdued corridors, Those who have the feeling of love, Never crossed the fire of lust to be the dust, Those who know the meaning for love, Never ever swum in the polluted cove, Not everyone possessed with the itch of irritants, To seek the pleasure through mutual contaminants, The lust in human may err, but the love never does, Even if it does, it regrets, but never justifies the flaws.