living matter

the heart is full and overwhelmed
my mind a dense brush of madness
i breathe hollow and sharp
my body gripped by lust and anguish
i am filled with the shapes of love
forms unending with desire and manipuation
to bring untold ecstacy to the self
the living matter of wanting and needing
an endless explosion of passion and
the all too human acceptance of touch
bound with the chains of surrender
grasped by the hands of lust
while my soul sings the arias of devotion
my body finds slippery flesh waiting
on the altar of orgasm and pain