Sexing
I think of pleasure
It pleases me
It fulfills my need
For peace
And contentment
It erases those thoughts
Of dark shadowed dreams
And brings forth the lights of optimism
To the biology
Of bodily pleasures
Nerves of energies
Electric in form
Unknown to time
Sprout
Like flowers
Their petals
Blooming
To the sensations
Of the gentleness
Of a caring touch
Tingling
With fingers
That caress the smoothness
Of an undulating body
Opiating it
With numbing ecstasies
Its euphoria
Growing
With intensity
Expands into infinity
And my mind disappears
As my body
Conjoins its soul
Then explodes
Into the memory
Of a forgotten past
