something that can move me
something that will stir me inside
because I am empty and waiting
and I cannot stand what I am seeing
tempted by the fruits of pleasure
but finding it boring to my mind
what is the point of being
not gathering treasure
not finding a lover who is better
at some sexual gyration
or tête-à-tête with someone clever
or learn some pointless human thoughts
that take us deep into the heart of the nethers
in the end
I will be measured
by my love
not the detours from my journey
due to my love of the flesh
despite the winding of the path
I resist the desecrations
of my body for the joy of everyone
that lead only to wrath
