What happen to sex for sex?

It's almost 5am, I'm just arriving at my bed after a night shoot
And somehow this silence got me lonely
The independence is more than welcome, and the fact that life has been just a fastrak helps but still
How tough it's for me to be single, "partnership-less"

More than anything, I miss my sexuality
I miss feeling that crazy desire
Having wild sleepless nights with someone that matters
I miss wanting him so bad that it makes me quiver
I miss melting just looking at someone

Between us, I've tried a couple of times to be a little promiscuous since single
Strangely though, it doesn't seem to work for me anymore
Huge surprise
I was always good on having fun with the wrong-right people
fun for fun
Lately it seems that I'm stucked to this mother fucking heart, brain...whatever
Fuck it, let the physical and only it be enough,
But no, I guess now I'm an adult, I'm mature, I'm a woman full of fool conditions
Forget this stupid idealizations
Why can't I just fuck for the sake of it anymore? whyyyy?

all I need is some excitement
Drops and drops of desire between my legs
all I want is to release all this repressed energy in orgasms
All I care for is some good grabbing and throwing me around
A wet mouth and a hard dick
but guess what...
I'm the one that can't get it hard without...
no I refuse to say it
Love my ass...What's wrong with me
Aren't adults actually the ones capable of going for one night stands without getting attached
Aren't they the selfish ones?
I mean, aren't "we"?

I insist that I probably just haven't found the right bimbo
come on...So now I became a girlie girl
With all that sentimental bullshit
Nightmare

I'd love to just have some good uncompromising sex, that's it
Give me a dick that can speak enough to not blow me away before bed
It should be easy...

It haven't