Suicidal stares, the adrenaline splash, Wet hands and heaving chests alike, Boundless desires, glowing red in their hearts, Not to speak or whisper but to surrender in silence, The sickening charisma of the rubberless lover.
Lost deep in the hollows of need,<br>Their minds not to think but nerves do,<br>Cursing and moaning loud or soft, not to halt,<br>Their large worlds to small in this large spiritual space,<br>Death and life alike, fear to courage the same.<br>To squirm and writhe their muscles beg,<br>The heavens witness the night's apex,<br>And when the gush fades, the glares rational,<br>Life and death meaningful, fear and courage varied,<br>The risk of the rubberless lover.
