Ah, my dear, it's wonderful to see new stuff from you. It's been a while since your last new poems. Nonetheless, I have waited for long for new writings. And here at last!   Now, to decipher this beauty (by the way, congrats on the Editors' Choice; by now, they're no surprise for you, I assume). Something tells me that this poem is about body exploration; more correctly, I'm assuming, in the s*xual manner. Correct me if I'm wrong. I believe, it's talking about how we should accept s*x for what is. To not analyze what may come of of it, but what we can enjoy of it in the NOW rather than considering its future outcomes. The speaker has a war in her/his mind about not giving in to s*x, but at the same time, feeling the desperate need to give in. In the end, this person finally realizes that NOW is not that time to consider outcomes, but to enjoy youth and its pleasures and vanities. I love the lines "I need something to regret", "this is the time to leap/ and not to love", and "this is the time to think/ body thoughts".    My friend, you're genius! Amazing work as always. 5/5 Hope to hear from you soon, if possible.