Lust

am all about hot and steamy
I no longer need love and compassion
I want my world rocked for that brief second
I want screaming and moaning
His embrace to be brutal and my pain raw
With my emotions locked away

I am all about lust and forgetting the love
For love only hurts and I have been there
My heart looks like a patchwork quilt that is
Fragile and yellowed with age.

I want no foreplay, no soft tender words
Whispered in my ear

I am all about fast retreat after the sex
With the smell of him clinging to my skin
As it still glistens from the passionless moment
Walking away and not regretting anything
Never knowing his name and not caring.