when I finally wear my daydreams and fantasies
you will hear them approaching following the sound of my steps to the underground: there the soil will be bare and dump and ready for you to root your lust and ready for me to spread my seeds when you finally wear your daydreams and fantasies they will weight on your arms as you spread them apart and I bolt like a vulture of desire through the door your flowery dress will be torn by the sharp touch of my breath and the flames out of my nostrils will meet your scent and the taste of your breasts and the bonfire of your sex both of us will be hot and wet like cigarettes burning at both ends both of us will burn our safe nets we'll burn at all starts and ends when we finally wear our daydreams and fantasies we’ll hear them playing and teasing each other : in and out in and out in and out in and out we’ll be naked arsonists incinerating the night incinerating your bedroom walls and your mattress and your books and your vinyls fueling the blaze of our passion with the booze in our running hearts we’ll giggle as we watch the ceiling turning black with rising ashes we’ll kiss moist, slow, sweet and deep as smoke whirls around our synchronized tongues and lips when we finally wear our daydreams and fantasies I’ll pour Ayahuasca down your throat For that’s what my fluid turns into inside your mouth when we finally wear our daydreams and fantasies the concrete roof will open a hole above our heads and we’ll erupt like lava into the open air we’ll glide upwards our parts throbbing and exposed above the city’s lights our fuck will disregard gravity our moaning and groans will make angels fall of their beds when we finally wear our daydreams and fantasies they will make us float above the conflagration of all unimportant things and worries all mirrors will shatter for they won’t matter anymore all serotonin pills and painkillers will sublimate for they won’t matter anymore when we finally wear our daydreams and fantasies the clouds will grow thick and heavy carrying the anticipation of our orgasms when we finally wear our daydreams and fantasies all that ever was will be our intertwined limbs slithering on each other’s sweats alternating Kamasutra positions when we finally wear our fantasies and daydreams God will reveal that everything ever created all suns that ever exploded were just the ingredients to make your hips your ass your nipples your smoky eyes and the inundation in your pussy when we finally wear our daydreams and fantasies my pelvis will drown deep inside of you bliss will torture you, grow a bomb of ecstasy inside your belly when we finally wear our daydreams and fantasies you will gasp and swallow reality itself Time will become such a trifle thing such a petty concern of unenlightened creatures when we finally wear our daydreams and fantasies there will be a thunder made of our wail and howl and the clouds will discharge with pleasure and dense drops of cum will soak our bones and senses when we finally wear our daydreams and fantasies the world beneath will sizzle a white haze: it will engulf the bond of our sexes making us disappear from Earth so we can wreck other planets with our apocalyptic fuck when we finally wear our daydreams and fantasies we will ask ourselves: why would they ever invent clothes?
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