Sex Buds

 

 

When they want they tingle,

once they tingle they’re fixed,

once fixed sense is narrowed.

Once satisfied they become euphoric,

when euphoric time loses its bearing,

when all bearing is lost life is meaningless.

Without meaning there is no future,

without future what is the use in past,

and without sex none of it will last.


  © Lloyd Rock

A Poet's Call

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