Where's the Passion?

I must admit that I do not know where to begin with this poem. The feelings that I get from reading this passage are ones of concern. I do not know if he is talking about rape or if he is talking about the pains in having sex simply to keep America blossoming. That a man has to do what he has to in order to keep our species alive and if it requires sex, then let's go for it and get it over with. I am almost thankful that men in the 90's think about sex as a passionate and romantic experience. No one that I know has sex simply for procreation. It almost makes me wonder if Whitman is not talking about rape. When he states, "I dare not withdraw till I deposit what has so long accumilated within me. Through you I drain the "pent-up" rivers of myself." I do feel though that he is discussing procreation and that one needs to have sex in order for life to go on. He will not give up until that happens and he is certainly "undissuadable." He wants to continue the American race, or at least donate some of himself to it. "In you I wrap a thousand onward years, On you I graft the grafts of the best-beloved of me and America." I believe he feels that you must do anything necassary to keep the American culture alive. I do not understand though, his fascination with fiece, athletic, and strong women. To me they resemble more of the male figure rather than that of a female. This poem struck me as being very explicit, but I was fascinated by it. I have the urge to read more of Whitman's poems to see what other outragious things he has to say. This poem is consistent with a "Song of Myself" for he is quite explicit in it as well. His views on sex, life, and nature remain the same.