It happens

When we switch lanes on the highway

Suddenly we are engaged

In a tumbling arena of acrobatic challenge

Moving amongst steel warriors

Each with a venom of clashing speed

Capable of mortal debility

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We respond

In our own lustful quiet

To the vision that captures

Our heart and soul

Delicious lines

Seductive eyes in mascara drawn

Expressions wanton

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Our destiny

Lies upon a bed of lies

Perhaps illusions that create

Opportunity to elude

Responsibility in time of need

Instead our fleeting arousal

Designs the posture of our mind

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When have man, men, fathers, brothers

Ever realized their role as natural lovers