Warning: This poem is a bit intense. It describes a temporary fixation with lust in rather intense ways. In being this transparent, my intention is to describe an experience that I believe a lot of men have. In general, I believe that illuminating darkness can help us be safer and more free, and my hope is this poem can help with that.
A woman in class
Shy and beautiful
I don’t pursue
Guilt
Knowing I’d leave
In the end
Yet it torments me, addicts me
Every cell in my body
Wants her
Prays for her
Saving touch
Wants to devour her
Over and over
To save myself