As Sex Approaches Infinity

Asymptotic.

Wildly neurotic.

Always going, but

never getting there.

Interpolate.

Can’t seem to wait.

Lack of precision only

leads to more despair.

Extrapolate.

Predicting my fate.

Theoretically, I may

live to infinity.

Mathematically.

I wish, biologically.

Then perhaps I might

lose my virginity.

~g