This is a poem I wrote a while ago:
I let it begin
Only to realize;
it isn't enough
I could have you in every way imaginable
Every night for the rest of my life
It wouldn't satisfy me.
I need the taste of you on my tongue
I need to explode all over yours
I need to control you
I need to submit to you
Too many thoughts in a day
Not enough chances to fulfill them.
In a sense, I am grateful to you.
You made me realize
I am still very much alive.