Sex Poem by Je'free Y .

Let there be red light to create a paradise.
Trance music finds its way out of the smoke.
Film me in some character's costume or a role
You have long fantasized me to portray.
We can be neighbor-and-child learning
The introduction to oral skills.
It seems we all look for a father figure,
A cousin to kiss, a guinea pig for experiment.

Recall dark theaters of one-on-ones & three-ways
No such thing as taboo for multitaskers
Who take it from front and from behind,
In quick anonymity, through glory holes
Where line between pleasure and pain is thin.
Remember making a motel room in your car,
Or finding a dry shade amidst the outside rain?
We can relive every moment, every episode.

Technology has made the world smaller, wilder.
We have become party-hardy, dirty animals
Who seem to have no past, no tomorrow,
Finding French kisses in the north, in the south,
In the eastern, and the western hemisphere;
Finding parts of our anatomy in positions
Even acrobats never imagined them in;
And when we break-up to make-up,
Some intensity that rages just rips, tears.
All that can be done is let it burst into explosion.