Ambivalent red lights, spattered and licked with ruptured tounges.
Stirring soul, oozing past and satirical jerking off.
Thousands of kilometers in one tiny step,
might as well get lost inside those mad wrinkles around your bewildering nipples.
Swag, the last wind over this wet night getting the swag out of you.
Closing monotony knows the naked you…smooth curves of your ass…burgeoned vagina…
Smokes all over this city…infinite smoke…burned with sensuality.
Cosmos inside the air of our blue sex.
Sweetheart, words have always painted this untarnished entity with crimson and olive.
Breathe my eyes…stop stroking it…breathe my eyes…
Hunger, moans, poems…lullaby of your lips.