Anatomy Of Sex

Sweat drops from the skin of man

And hits the face of woman

Woman tears echo in the air 

Of hitching breath and cries

They twist and turn like lovers

In a scene across the Seine

Yet they never look at one another 

Even when inside each other 

Do we ever wonder

Why must we love in such a way?

Sex is pleasure in a tin

Sex is just another form of

Friction and close movement 

Sex is just a way that bodies

Close and become one

She’s bare and naked on the bed

His clothes are on the floor

“It’s what makes us feel alive”, they said

“Passion and desire.”

What good does desire get you?

Where does passion lead you to?

Is this how we’ve learned to love

By replacing it with the acts of lust

Sex is unfair and unjust

Sex is matches against fire

Sex is art for the blind 

Sex kills the mind 

And kicks the heart