I couldn't agree with you more. Sex, like so many other -if not all- experiences in life never lasts long enough. The feeling is fuelled by desire and want and need, but then all those things are by necessity quenched by their own aims. It's rather like climbing a hill whilst out on a hike..you're filled with the anticipation of reaching the heights and surmounting the peak, all the time your emotions fired-up and oiled luxuriously by the motivation to reach your goal... But then, once you get there, admiring the view and enjoying the relief of achievement and gratification..you say to yourself "Well, that's a great view - now let's go" ...and on to the next... An ending, ultimate disappointment in the ephemeral nature of attainment... The only way to continue is to indulge in the idea of the next big thing... I've always thought that if you could harness those desires permanently, there would be no end to your happiness and motivation and to what you might achieve... However, those feelings rely on being sated in some way, otherwise they cannot exist...
This is a great poem. It flows really well, is concise, sexy, sensual, spiritual, and asks of existence a very profound question... but there is no real solution.
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