When you offered your body
Surprised, I wanted more?
Of course, flesh isn’t you
It’s the memories you store
In which I wish to reside
For now and ever-more

You can shower me off
I’ll vanish without a scent
Not even making a dent
In your consciousness
Only your body fulfilled
Uncaring if I came, or went

Is this all life is about?
Instant gratification
Without ramification
No silly aberration
By new life creation
No relationship wrought?

Dolan Fernandes
2008