The Sex Was So Good

by

Phil Pochurek

The sex was so good
I was delirious, deaf and blind
To everything but the moment.
The sex was so good
I lost all memory of any sex that went before.
The sex was so good
I couldn’t stop and wanted more.
The sex was so good
I lost my will.
The sex was so good
I see why people kill
For it, over it, because of it.
The sex was so good
It rules the seat of passion that
Lies between the ears.
It has no fears, only joy, ecstasy, and pleasure.
It heats the blood in my veins
That fuels my loins.
Everybody knows where sex is going, its destination.
It’s the journey it takes that’s different
That’s the mystery to each of us, like a fingerprint, like a kiss.
There in lies the rub, the heat.
It’s all familiar ground.
Wrapped in different packages.
Hidden behind a smile, a look, and a scent you can’t forget.
That makes you crazy, makes you sweat.
Makes you dangerous, careless, and vulnerable.
The sex was so good
I got lost in it, lost in you.
I’ve forgotten everyone until now
But you.

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