what i want

What I want

I want that hot crazy blind
Almost angry sex
That only lasts a few minutes
But remains in my mind
for the rest of the day.
Certainly not forever,
For that is how long it feels
& that’s not where I find myself.
I still seek, still self searching.
Nor do I feel the need
- to explain myself
In fact we need not word.
Lets feed off pheromones instead
and act as animals owing it.
There is honour in action,
at least they act in honesty.

What I want is to know
that somebody
someone just like me understands
the need to bottle puppy breathe.
I want to know there are others
who openly open up
happy to hurt to heal
openly hoping to learn
casting judge and jury aside
lessons learnt
love you long time life
 
yet..
just because I want it
doesn’t necessary mean
I get to have it
Yet I’ll hold onto that thought
whilst I let go a memory instead