My mind is empty
No sexual talks or elicit thoughts to ponder
No fantasies or passions that linger
There is nothing...
No inspiration...
No motivation...
Nothing...
Because ur gone from me
Not physically
I still struggle to see
The positions we hold in varying degrees
The satisfaction received when I'm down on my knees
But something is missing
And I need it so desperately
My passion...
My vision...
My spoken word
