Sex
Sex
Intimacy is an obsession
You can never have enough
The more you delve
The parched you are
The more you drink
The more lost you are
You want them to touch you so deep that you die in their arms
But you want to live too to feel their arms rustle under your head
You hear the breath sewing in and out
Slow and fast
You want him to cut your flesh
Put some salt
Let it quiver desperately
You want him to eat you bit by bit
Biting in your soul
The pain partakes the gloom and glee
And you feel carefree
The hold this pleasure has on me
Makes me wonder what life is.
After he devours you,
You feel as holy as you were
Sex never made you dirty
This epiphany startles you all of sudden
You feel so connected to earth
The touch of a man
You feel so relieved and liberated
Clothes were a shackle
Shame was a veil
You feel like you met God,
That soul-piercing God,
You catch your breath and reflect,
The need for pleasure creeps in,
And again the waves rise and fall,
The sword of time passes by the surf of the sea,
The waves collapse and the wings of the sun glare to burn your eyes,
You are in space and you are floating
Yes, it was the face of God,
Yes it was you who lived
And the one who lives knows what life is worth gambling
The best part is you never lose this bet.
And it just gets better.