Sex
Have you ever had sex?
It's fueled with your lust.
Where you're hesitant's rushed
and your shame won't trust.
It's the moment of contact
when the comfort's too much.
When your hopes for great pleasure
turn your thoughts to the touch.
A humble known moment
rejected by sense,
that you move to you're strengthening,
with your fears chasing hence.
How you're pleasure's now building
to -You've found the expected.
Release while you know to-
You're future connected.
Copyright © Trevor Mcleod | Year Posted 2017
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