Am I In Love With Lust?

My mind is busy in love
While my feet daily stray to that place lust lays her head.

She bares herself at night and I see the glory of her skin.
Her thighs smell like peace.
On her breasts I suckle till dawn
While the sweet flow of the milk washes away the traces of love's euphoria.

I am in love
But lust has built me an abode;

She dresses my scars with her tender hands
While her sweet words vanish my fears.
She has built a high wall against adversaries,
And in her arms I found rest.

Soon, she'll make me forget the road back home.

Am I in love with lust?