Poem of Lust

Try as I do to forget, I think about it all the time
Can't get it out of my head
Never thought I could be this bewildered
All other plans fail
I get let down
Get cast aside
Maybe I should move on
I should take the number and throw it out
I should deny my sensitivity, my eros
It's an indisputable want
Never being able to reign it in
Distraction is indispensable
Where do I find it?
Perhaps something that is greater
A need more fulfilling
That doesn't leaves me grasping