Shallow

automatic-animals,

seduced by lust,

gives a fleeting joy,

quick...

then lost.

Sweaty pleasures,

in a stripped-

down night,

where racing

flesh entwines,

while minds

stay off.

Empty embraces,

gripping

ever-absent hearts,

whose wild

palpitations

faintly echo,

as if missing,

silenced by lust.