Wanted—I could say it again
If only you hadn’t refused me.
Once I was wanted by you
And now I am wanted for ******, instead.

Stay—
Inside ourselves for just one minute;
Who is getting pleasured?
I know I can’t find a thing.
My body shakes, but my mind stinks of stagnancy,
Hardening to ice, only unfreezing
Into splashes of passionate waves when you leave.

You have left now
And I am baring my grief
Along with my needs—all my needs.
I do not know how I feel right now,
But certainly,
I do not feel wanted.