Oh! Sexuality, the foundation of life
Without no babies, and no sacred sessions
No throbbing compulsion or the lost emotions
Finding loving partner in husband or in wife

But why is it we lose, when we search for release
As partner decides no, yet desire maintains
Should we agonize cure to succumb the red stains
As a wandering smile for a protective peace

The love of the other remains always the same
For the pulsing private at the core of values
Staking a rightful claim on this satanic news

The hold of pattern is never the one to blame
For changing the fabric is within the glass eye
Being dropped to wood floor, shattered in bedroom lie