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pile of meat and bones

a pile of meat and bones
is what you are
when arousal
is over
or
as they say
when you are
sexy no more

hormones
her moans
play their part
yet
primal instinct
is the driver

lust
love
urge
thirst
call it what you want
what you want is not
what you want
it is
what your driver
is after
and when that drive stops
(till the next drive at least)
pile of meat and bones
is the reality

between these journeys
is the defiant realm :
love

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