Promiscuity

What is love, and what is sex?
What are dreams, and what connects
The three together? Is it sin?
Is it lust or want within?
Once you get the sacred out,
Can with love you go without?
(This damned 'fact' I muchly doubt)
Hormones swallow common thought,
Others' moments often haunt
Jealous minds, lost with spite,
It'll be their turn, this time, tonight.

Broken vows in broken minds
Spoke too soon, moment behind,
You'd do anything to take it back,
You did, I guess now we're on track

Even now, my thoughts reside
On those matters people hide
My concentration span has faltered
My mindset sadly altered.
As I complete the task:
Emit, without a gasp.