Pleasures Of A Low Sex Drive

Low sex drive,

No sex drive,

Enjoying it,

The yearning, pining, longing gone,

Not missing it a bit.

Distracting thoughts,

One-sided thoughts,

Dissipated into thin, thin air,

Scattered and dispelled God-knows-where.

Who in heaven or hell cares?

Like losing fetters

That bound up mind, heart

(and other parts) for years.

What a delight

To have hormonal chains

Evaporate

All by themselves, fording

Oceans, seas and rivers

Of their own accord

To come to rest

Inside a calm and loving breast

That doesn’t give a hoot

About

A screw.

 

Pleasures of A Low Sex Drive 1.21.2017

Circling Round Eros II; Circling Round Aging;

Arlene Corwin

 

 

4 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. unconventional wisdom
    Mar 26, 2017 @ 09:48:08

    Hi there! I enjoyed this poem and linked to it at https://unconventionalwisdomcouk.wordpress.com/2017/03/11/why-we-shouldnt-automatically-describe-low-libido-as-a-problem
    If you’d prefer me to remove it, let me know and I will.
    Also, you may be interested in the post and possibly commenting on it.
    Thanks for your work! 🙂

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    • arlenecorwin
      Mar 26, 2017 @ 16:49:29

      It is immensely satisfying to not only get a comment, but a comment of approval about any of the unconventional and so-called problems I write about. When I’m amused or musing, or just plain observing, being a congenital poet I’m compelled to put the idea into artistic form. So thank you for the approval.

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  2. arlenecorwin
    Mar 26, 2017 @ 17:18:08

    Incessantly.

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