i cemented you between the walls of words, paved frenetically in my love's tandem i cemented you with my insatiable longing, sizing you wildishly thru all my poetries i cemented you cooking smoothly, your immune system, the rest came inherently

i tried to attempt not to love you, — i tried to run far, far away from you, and yet, somehow i got misdirected, finding myself led in a magic spell, tactically caressed by your charm, coordinated furtively by passion... [an uninhibited type, winking, chic], everything to look infirm, except the eros... — my incomparably bijou palpable, edible, magnetic... to you, you, warm shadow, you, pecks' thief

in the breath of a buoyant thought, your traces which caressed me softly, are bulldozing now, bestial mirages you walled me in watermelon sugar to look like an altar, where you love to kneel, sniffing thru my laced hints even your oceans gasp inside me, using thrilling brutality of a butterfly, woven with the litany of your teeth

i live in the season of happiness where love is siring virgin mood  I feel like a migratory bird playing detached thru the cardinal points like a starman, i pour my placidity to gratify you thru music delights and I stretch and bud and wait for your lips to fill me to empty me to wake me and again to take me back to your untamable dreams

I feel as if I'm a fragment from a film where you couldn't wait anymore, too frightened to not lose the longing in semantic stuff of my sins, piled up by your focused eyes in a lens image. I feel as if I'm a split, of not if, but when the sea's foam and the deep blue beads of your sidereal sign will stir fondness with the waves of devotion for all I am treasured and felt in your body et âme. «je n'ai pas attendu les jours de canicule pour sentir nos corps qui brûlent nos langues en feu, mon prince, mon dieu j'entends nos membres qui crépitent du feu de la dynamite chaque jour, je guette l'apothéose j'ai faim et soif de bien des choses je t'effleurerai jusqu'à l'usure mains ondoyantes sur nos fourrures je vois tes veines qui palpitent un fleuve invisible s'agite dans l'alcôve s'imbriquent tous nos fluides magnétiques les péchés s'accumulent et nos corps s'entremêlent je te palpe, tu te donnes autour de nous, tout nous échap

infuse my blood with your love crowned with the light of tonight furrow my body with kisses and paint the walls of my soul spherical sparks of your touches i wanna feel 'em sculpting me your orgasmic ink i wanna erupt thru phraseology of my fingertips i wanna the rebellious synapses to do us the paradise will's magic

you've been prevented from the start [my heart will trample you...] [softly]; even so, you didn't care and swung in, sabotaging it, begging for my juicy fire to torture you while your wettish lips structured by lust echo, bathed my face, my hands and my metaphorical spaces turning you charming in a tender dance piloted smoothly by the helix of my ink

i put on my eyelids the greeting of sunlight on my lips i put love's compliments I got dressed up in the happiness's attire and i shod myself with the juju of dreams I accessorized 'em with smiles, hugs & kisses my joy took itself liability to bring them to you don't exile 'em... you, spirit philanthropic fly with me into the wild guided by song's visa

i'm immortalized in the picture of your mind moderated by the chic refinement of blues together we have the jazz subtlety contrast painted by the sunlight, thrilled by the moon hypnotized by our view, some got trapped in hoping themselves to have what we got...

my steps sound in the rhythm of your thoughts thoughts that are calling me out in your dreams dreams that have velvety skin kissed smoothly by a gentle and alluring sweet violets perfume charming attached at the voice of a nightingale on the fold of the stars and moon's wrist drunk with its abandon thru the lust of our carnalities

running with the wolves of an exquisite vocabulary, knight of the pen, guided by the religion of music, it springs up somewhere in a spectacular ceremony there, dreams don't frown, because love's structure is painted obsessively about you, about me... both in a white silence splendor, dripping confidently... lust

get your mouth to my left ear kiss the murmurs that it hears at classy hours of inked dreams mildly, put your lips on my thrill, you, full delight in a psychotic ripple savoring a demiurgic bohemian call take a frenetic moment of magic to get slowly drowning in my ecstasy lushly poetized in a renewed burst