It’s takes a combination:

Mild depression, dull work, an inner restlessness and loneliness

Always playing on your mind,

Impossible to escape.

 

Searching always

to feel anything but what you feel now.

 

Looking for acceptance and a moment of escape.. 

Treating the symptoms and not the cause.

 

It’s not about sex.

But it is about sex.

 

Being held, tightly, passionately.

Willingly exploring a mouth, a body, sharing unashamed wetness

Staring deeply into their eyes and soul at that moment and finding..

common ground.

 

Nothing is more beguiling than the anticipation of that moment

Compared to,

 

This moment..

Now.

Sitting alone.

 

So choose…