of love and lust

What exactly do you do when what you find is a combination of both love and lust. okay, i know that this may seem quite uncomfortable or self compromising. but yes, do the two ever meet? yes, i am sure they do.
what if that symbol of love is all you think about, is all you see when you eat, is all you think about everywhere you go. i say love because of the way he looks at you, because of the way he gets you, because of the way he makes you laugh, because of the way he touches you, because of the way he listens to you, because of the way he is laughs at your jokes, because of the way he tells you you are beautiful. is this not love?
but then again, you know that you are not the only one, as soon as he steps into his house, there is this woman or another. there is this woman laughing just as much as you. he looks so tender with her, and you feel that small ouch in your heart. you know that he is not yours, you know exactly what he is after when he talks about how well shaped your breasts are, but tell me is this not beauty in itself. when he talks about how nice your behind is, you know what he means, but tell me is this not the mark of true African beauty? full hips and a rich bottom?
as for me, when I look at Him, I see the combination of both lust and love. it is wrong- but cant I just have them both.Ii look at him and i believe that in some parts of this world; love and lust can be found in one.