sex in the city

so I was like the sexual super-hero. My superpower aimed and fired and them walking off together hand in hand. It seems my special ability is to help other people have sex with each other. This kind of reeling them in just like I used to do, but when I have caught them I pass them to others without taking a bite. I am left ravenous. I return to my beautiful boy emptied out and desperate for a feed. I return with the stories of the love that others have consummated for me and all the complicated emotions that accompany that kind of oblique loss. Pick me up my beautiful boy and hold me because I am still raw from the chase and catch.