Pure sex. I'm usually the last to say so, but I think it's obvious. "The condensation is building tension," "Around our bodies it's warm," "Need the darkness, death grip embrace," "Ruined everything right." This is a poem about a (real or imagined) highly charged sexual relationship/encounter. Desire and fulfillment. It's gorgeously lyrical and roundabout and veiled, but the tension is so real you can feel it.
Pure sex. I'm usually the last to say so, but I think it's obvious. "The condensation is building tension," "Around our bodies it's warm," "Need the darkness, death grip embrace," "Ruined everything right." This is a poem about a (real or imagined) highly charged sexual relationship/encounter. Desire and fulfillment. It's gorgeously lyrical and roundabout and veiled, but the tension is so real you can feel it.