Sex Therapy

A Aparna Chatterjee Aparna Chatterjee
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The pain is so much That I just cannot bear it Anymore… Whatever comes my way I use them as stop-gap Measures. Books, PC and the Net, Music, Reading and Writing… Those healing nature walks. Anything Goes For short trips of Rapid Respite. Wish it could go A long way… For coping and healing. Maybe, I should try Sex Therapy. All that love is now Beyond me… Have had enough of that. No more for me now. Your body speaks of Lust to me. And I can only talk Sex now. I don’t feel love When I see your Photo. Just Plain Lust. So are you thirsting To take on me? As much as I am Famished for some Sex and sex and sex only To whip the stress away… No Holds Barred. Let’s forget about love And give in to our passions With lustful abandonment. I long for love no more. Need the warmth of your body To touch my aches and pains With your healing sex therapy. Touch Me – Where it hurts the most The bosom of my heart.

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