I’ve always struggled with my hypersexuality, it’s one of those things that is forever dormant until it gets its moment and then it takes over…

At the moment, I’m in hyper sexuality monsoon…

Drowning in it, yet simultaneously flowing in its stream as if I had gills, a fish at home in its sea

It’s a problem for me, What one loves begins to swallow thee, Too much of a good thing they say Yeah yeah, now follow me

Lust being my vice of choice, My one of one release, many things that ease my mind, but for some reason it’s sex that brings me peace

Piece of you Meet pieces of me Head meet lips and then repeat

Ahhh beauty to me is strokes so deep that we forget where we are upon climax

I reel you back in, cause I’m not done yet. We not done til you’re sore, I’m tired And the bed wet.

I can’t get enough, My Lust runs unchecked It’s a storm when we together.

Can’t help but get wet