S and X

Sexual animal racing through my dreams.
A stallion to your mare.
Lost is your innocence
and naive is your faith in the power of this moment.
Yes you were important
as a diversion,
though I never lied...
living in the moment, a bubble burst.
Giving oil to lubricate your passion.
I wanted you, oh yes.
What I found was the spoil of my folly
lust taken, seed spread
conscience spared a second tread.