The pain is so much <br />That I just cannot bear it <br />Anymore… <br />Whatever comes my way <br />I use them as stop-gap <br />Measures. <br />Books, PC and the Net, <br />Music, Reading and <br />Writing… <br />Those healing nature walks. <br /> <br />Anything Goes <br />For short trips of <br />Rapid Respite. <br />Wish it could go <br />A long way… <br />For coping and healing. <br /> <br />May be, I should try <br />Sex Therapy. <br />All that love is now <br />Beyond me… <br />Have had enough of that. <br />No more for me now. <br /> <br />Your body speaks of <br />Lust to me. <br />And I can only talk <br />Sex now. <br />I don’t feel love <br />When I see your Photo. <br />Just Plain Lust. <br /> <br />So are you thirsting <br />To take on me? <br />As much as I am <br />Famished for some <br />Sex and sex and sex only <br />To whip the stress away… <br /> <br />No Holds Barred. <br />Let’s forget about love <br />And give in to our passions <br />With lustful abandonment. <br /> <br />I long for love no more. <br />Need the warmth of your body <br />To touch my aches and pains <br />With your healing sex therapy. <br /> <br />Touch Me – <br />Where it hurts the most <br />The bosom of my heart.<br /><br />Aparna Chatterjee<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sex-therapy/
