the need for some vigorous sexual healing,
for the kind of salvation that I find
when I'm tangled with someone supine.
Because there's a peace whose only tender
is a heartfelt sweet surrender,
and once you let that love inside
you'll grow lush with lust and pride.
Because when another throws you down
and feverishly goes to town,
when you trust enough to let them in,
it's then that the healing can begin.
And yes, the right person will rip you apart,
but they'll do it without hurting your heart.