MINDLESS LUST

Can’t think.
Don’t want to.
Just want to feel.
Can’t describe it.
Just consumed
by pleasure surging from my core.

Can’t see.
Don’t need to.
Have looked into your eyes.
I know what’s there.
Our need,
our hunger that won’t be denied.

Can’t talk.
Don’t have to.
You know me so well.
My body, my mind.
My carnal soul
which you feed and incite with your own.

So my lover,
don’t think.
Don’t look.
Don’t talk.

Just fuck me.