The lust goes wild when the senses burn alight
Why do you take me on only in my dreams?
Come for the honey to catch the moon
I would want if at all want is stylized, there is heat in all the pores oozing out of the skin, for the bedding and inkling, all meant to unravel.
Unfurling out of clothes, getting into the toughening fabric, and in dreams, amidst the realism, all frail bodies emerge.
Trying to be shattered for the night, give it all till we all meet each other at a space where unisons bend realities.
All histories fade, and historicities rage, I want to be the harlot that you aspire me to be, to meet you at the sweet spot.
Rolling and pouring in each other embrace, race to be lapped together, and forming a painting together, as if the colours fall in the water,
Refrain from mixing, fix and seize the space for itself, run down it traverses to the bottom and then flashingly spreads.
Yellow beams and red ink all over pour in the neatly sandy bodies, as we roll and the cosmos rolls with us, from your Iris, I gaze at the world at large,
It looks pretty, providing a doorway to bedding for the night where bodies rule, and simmering sensuality burns atop Vicour’s paradise.
Here is a barn with oil lamps gazing at us, as the nightly dust falls on your skin and I consume you with my eyes, as the light reflects and falls, gracing my face,
Sometimes a gaze does all the talking, unfurling and undressing, oiling hearts and emotions, to run smooth in the terrain of feelings.
The overheating has started to begin, The seas are making a way for us, you do not have to step on either side, I will carry you to the sun.
As the sun is already alighting my urges, the glow and warmth wrapping in rolling fires as a phoenix we come out of the sun, and fall like dolphins in oceans,
Jump and run like a gazelle on land, to trip and fall in the hunt of love, and fly as seagulls and play the game of hearts,
Flying side by side, on top of each other, making love sounds enchanting the cosmos,
Gliding and giggling like love birds, not in the quest to hunt smaller birds but to spread potions of elixir to breed life and togetherness in sparse vegetation.
To end up as meteorites and drag ourselves out of all worlds and then subsume under the black hole, as desires all shape and end there.
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