Spent Desire

In a moment
Of sudden passion

I dropped my pants
And made love

To myself
In the wild

Thinking of
Past lovers

Remembering
Missing

The exploratory
Touch

The greedy
Hungry
Hands

The wanton
Abandon

The opening
And closing

The collapsed sleepy
Feeling of spent desire.

—Stacey Warde

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