Physical Pleasure 

Physical pleasure
Is a passing phase.

The lure of the seek,
Thrill and the chase
Races the heart
And reddens the cheek.

But once the moment
Has peaked and subsided
The passion so strong
Becomes very weak.

I wanted you near,
I had you within
And now my desire
Has grown very thin.

I have nothing to say
And neither do you
We smile at each other
And then turn away.