Maybe.....
I use sex as a replacement for satisfaction.
All this action Im gettin don't let me be alone with myself.

With time for thoughts and reflection, seems time is the enemy.
Mind clouded can't see clearly ahead of me.

I can't even see happily ever after with one man
with one love
with one life and two rings
with no wedding bells I'm no queen, with no king.

The only vow that I take now is to evaluate what my life is missing, and try to restrain the actual physical ache and pain that threatens my sanity, and let no body inside of mine.
Until he has first made love to my mind and been intimate with my soul, and I know that love does exist, and he has fufilled what I have missed and tried to find in the flesh of some strangers lips.

And today is a new day for prayers offerred up for strength to soothe a broken soul and quiet a heart that just don't know what it takes, to recognize love through prided.
I used sex as a way, until today that I say no more.
I used sex as a passage through the pain and the moment I lay down my pen, I'll get up and lock that door.........again.


Tiare Gomes