«I can hear your blood warming inside the sour arteries...You really are human, after all this amnesia of senses you've drowned yourself in...»
He softly breathed on my skin, as his head rested on my bare geography and my hands were madly in love with his hair. So velvety caramel, the Devil must have lept out of Inferno, and painted it personally with own coal and tar.
Evanescing memories scintillate through the entire neural network, confuting myelin sheaths with earth shattering orgasms.
...celle jouissance...
Flashes sparkle inside from time to time, emphasizing polls & issues, wether my imagination is intoxicated with Lucy in the sky, or such chimera actually were caught in a moment of eternity, appertaining to a mundane et caetera...
If these were not lies, hanging like sparrows on antique wires, why has God forgotten me while hatching myself? Until His thoughts became my body - glacial cryogenic puppet...
Eyes shut, swirling the silence in a whirlwind spawned by antediluvian lashes. Thoughts leave to spill themselves in an innuendo of these hands...