Hookapps

Dating applications aplenty

standing against salacity's onslaught no sentry

dating candidates offered a cornucopia of flesh

abundance of choices with whom to mesh.

Quantity into less likelihood translated

hard to make a viable decision and be mated

just like children in a candy store

can't make up their minds which treat to choose

endless profiles and prospects confuse

eyes are hungry for new and more.

Depersonalisation of the individual

clicks and swipes increase disposability

hunt for the perfect specimen habitual

loss of patience as an innate ability.

Simultaneous courtships

infidelity like an eel slips

users things to cross off the bucket list

fresh temptations hard to resist.

Dating accounts made of clay

shapeshifters deceive come what may

sculpt fabrications out of thin air

photoshopped tricks performed with flair.

Chasing shadows and illusions

developing inferiority complex delusions

permanent dissatisfaction

waiting on a positive reaction

from the embodiment of beauty

internalisation of social perfection steals the booty.

Gambling game of matchmaking

with each swipe emotional arousal

extinct goes traditional love spousal

double down on chances you're staking

at worst, you break the slot machine

ending up as broad bean

flighty person with obsession played out

point me to the fisherman and to the trout.

Trivial are the fling's questions

saturated with kinky suggestions

hook ups as peacocks dressed

lustful monomaniacs become impressed

players in search for their next plaything

filthily sexting some luck their way to bring:

''What is the sound of your breath?''

''If I inhale it will it get me high like meth?''

''Viscosity and taste of your spittle?''

''Are you stimulated even by a little?''

''How about the flexibility of your tongue?''

''Is it slyly playful, short or long?''

''Will it intertwine with mine?''

''Will they sensually combine?''

''Is your stamina mediocre or impressive?''

''Do you like it sensual or aggressive?''

''What's the feel and smell of your skin?''

''Do they match the ones I'm in?''

''Are they remotely akin?''

''What's the feeling of your sexy hair?''

''Do you consider yourself an otter, cub or bear?''

''What's the texture of your trimmed stubble?''

''Hunk will it burst by tender bubble?''

''Cutie are your melons ripe?''

''Which is your lady body type?''

''Talk about the burning of your body heat?''

''Is it mild or complete?'' 

''How strong is the static of your friction?'' 

''Does it feel like blessing or affliction?''

''Wanna go out for a drink?''

''Maybe confess to me your kink?''

''Are you lady bendy, ready for any position?''

''Are you wild girl down for any proposition?''

''Care stud to describe me your muscle tension?'' 

''Are you STDs negative and free of infection?''

''Is your Edens garden extra heavenly perfection?''

''How about the look of your dilated pupils in control?''

''Do they leave your prey transfixed to be swallowed whole?''

Turn for the hopelessly romantic loser's question 

a titbit compared to the above nasty banquet 

holding my heart out to someone as a bouquet 

inquiry serving as autosuggestion: 

''During this lifetime, will our souls resonate 

so we can cross paths when we reincarnate?''