one more night survived, erotic beat poetry

absorbed
eaten
consumed
sex survives on its own
like a virus attacking my cells -
an insatiable disease - desire
i'm starving -
my mind wanders -
sex with you & again
sex with you & again
but never a touch - not a kiss -
no arms' caress - no throbbing heat -
i'm starving
my mind wanders
and only feeds the fires of lust