Book: Poetry for gourmets

No love can save a man from sex, except that unanswered.

A man with a woman ready to be a boy.
If only it rocked.
Only would be praised.
Just rocked to sleep.

A real man.
You so perfectly weak,
I'm so damn strong
together we can build a house.

I don't want to cut.
I'm not a wood
I won't go into the oven,
In the thick of your emotions.
Not undercut.
Better in bed
There I will melt
The ice that bound your heart.

Don't need tea.
Not weave of words brocade.
It's not that.
I want you to do.