sex, I mean how else did we get here?

sex, I mean how else did we get here?

woman in black brassiere lying down on bed with rats
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let my eyes speak sex
with lurid intent
a sultry stare
the thrust of wet
bodies bare
dripping sweat
tight embrace
coital lock
in that moment
pure escape

notes… I think about things like “can I communicate with my eyes”, can  I say “I want you” with these baby blues, why do we pretend, the games, the end, there is times when desire and lust are just forefront, we all have impulses and I am no exception, life- lust-  visceral… and I think this is just one of the sexiest songs ever…