Hard not soft

muscle firm and strong pulling and pushing

backed against cold stone and reaching for warm power

Bitter not sweet

tangy sting of alcohol from two fighting angry tongues

sweat and testosterone-induced euphoria

Taking not giving

hands that grasp and clutch and tear

broad and rough and bruising palms

This is what lust feels like tastes like

Stinging heat and burning flow

Like fire down the throat

Like hungry pain

This is what my body wants

My fucking traitorous aching shell

And this is what my heart wants

My blurry mind and my staggering soul