For Those Among Me

When it comes to feelings, I like them cold.

When it comes to sex, I like it hot.

One day, you’ll look back and realize that I was always there- and that I was not.

Sex for hire. Potent desire. Enter me swiftly and set my loins afire.

Inhabited.

So, you’ve tasted the mysterious, how was it? Did I singe your tongue and leave a bitterness in its wake?

If I could decipher the reticent murmurings of your heart, what kind of noise would it truly make?

Did I both consume and overwhelm you, leaving you feeling as if you’ve had more than you could take?

Did I pull your heartstrings to the umpteenth degree, and make you fear that they may very well break?

As for me, ‘tis typical. More of the same, you see.

I had you intrigued, captured into me. Was it all you had hoped it’d be?

I let you live to tell the whole of the world- warn your sex, yes, warn them of the dangers of drawing close to me.

And I now release you back into the world and wish you the very best of luck- go, fly free!