Erotic Poetrybasic behaviorsearch the cold stellar sky
wonder who, what, when, why
am I crazy, am I sane
what is pleasure, what is pain,
feel a finger touch my lips
another hand on my hips
feel an essence, brainwave flux
precursor to other fucks,
bed sheets tossed in disarray
afterwards, not much to say
basic animal behavior
and I was hoping for a savior,
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