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There is an impulse within me
a flood not to dam
I am consumed and wanton
I forget who I am
the passion is storming
the desires persist
I will readily falter
if it shall not desist
Yet... I dine
I feast on the frenzy
I bask in the decadence
the fervent rush
I am driven to pursuit
of this lover's lust
I sleep not, eat not
my wit becomes bleak
no more disguising
my body feels weak
it's about a woman
she just sent me a text
and my first thought is
damn, I want to have sex