The following free-verse poem is self explanatory by title alone! However, it is not to be sniffed at. Sexual addiction is very real and can consume. There are many reason bandied about as to why a person becomes addicted. Sexual oppression, or overt sexual exposure… I am no expert, but I have experience it and as always wanted to share my incite.
An enigma.
Body prostrate.
Spent for now.
As worshipping acolyte.
Closed minded to all around.
Seeping beaded perspiration.
Radiating done pleasure.
Wanton desires provided!
Loosely enveloped in what, love?
Freeing you, evolving you.
You search for... desire, excitement, DANGER?
Your demands... harder, faster, DEEPER.
This devouring sexual want.
You labour for your vessel.
Kowtowing to your need.
Feeding that habit.
Seeing you clearly.
Lustfully driven.
Sex Addict.
By Helen Stallard
February 27 2014
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