Sexual slavery,
Dangerously confusing but deeply attached,
Sliding deep down the ugly side.
Down our interlocked,
Bodies next to each other.
Skin to skin,
Thinking we are so glued.
Nothing to ever separate us,
Binding but seemingly temporary.
Believing in something,
That was never taught,
Or introduced to the mind.
Love potions trickle gradually,
Out of love.
We feel the need,
To give each other space.
Satisfy other desires,
Priorities change and
We feel the need,
To explore other territories,
In the end.