Full woman, carnal apple, hot moon, thick smell of seaweed, - TopicsExpress



          

Full woman, carnal apple, hot moon, thick smell of seaweed, crushed mud and light, what obscure clarity opens between your columns? What ancient night does man touch with his senses? Ah, loving is a voyage with water and with stars, with suffocating air and brusque storms of flour: loving is a battle of lightning bolts, and two bodies, overcome by one honey. Kiss by kiss I travel across your small infinity, your images, your rivers, your diminutive villages, and the genital fire transformed into delight runs through the narrow trails of the blood until it plunges itself, like a nocturnal carnation, until it is and is nothing more but a ray in the shadows.
Posted on: Thu, 12 Sep 2013 03:18:03 +0000

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