Sex
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David Wood
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In the corner of every furtive mind
Sex stalks its victim
In dark webs that spin and wind
Participants are ensnared but willing.
Undoing all virtue
And lust posing as love all the chilling.
Why are the pleasures of the flesh
So enduring?
This spider's web of such deep mesh.
Nobody can explain the reason why
Lovers lay entwined
Later feeling remorse and wanting to die.
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