Lust Or Love Poem by sophia pisani

My heart starts to beat fast, my stomach is in knots but yet I wonder is this love or is lust my head is spinning I can't get you out of my head every time I hear the phone go off my heart skips a beat, again I ponder, is this love or is it lust, primal urge getting a head in this matter because of the fact deep down to the bone we are all animals that crave touch, but yet we like to call it love it isn't love at first sight its lust and that is always going to be the case, but we can choose from that point on if its going to be more then just primal urge too reproduce or if some fools call it love.