When, I wonder
Does desire wane
The libido become forlorn
Do sex and love clash
Over one affair too many
Until the edges of want
Become sanded smooth
The fuse burns out
No amount of manic
Acrobatic positioning
Hewn from the pages
Of well-thumbed copies
Of the Kama Sutra
Can help you find the way
To wax sensual
Once more
Drive ecstasy
Through your veins
Fork your life full again.
