We poets,
We never die,
We never get old,
or is a thing of time.
Time is with us,
Because we set times,
we decide when time move,
and when it moves...
We move for an eternal time...

If only the sun witness this,
my world will spin slower,
So I can enjoy every single time,
If this lovely moment.
We are like moon and earth,
Forever and eternally,
hold by gravity.

I smell your skin...
I ripped your jugular.
I travel through your stomach...
I bite your... Ti... Never mind...  
-She slap me-
I lick your skin, but it taste to sweet.
Nightmares spark on me,
But I still want this taste.
A taste of ****, a taste of lust,
a taste of sins...
This night will be the end.
Let us end this scene,
with the mightiest kiss,
that will get your inner Aphrodite,
To fall for me.

A sweet smell, a commit sins.
A feelings, I penetrated.
A kiss, we connect.
A temptation , we move forward.
A feelings? We conclude this scene...

In a dream of God,
Heaven was full of virgins.
In a dream of Lucifer,
Hell was full of free woman.
In a dream of me, earth was overpopulated.

Mimicking the moves of Casanova.
Learning from Incubus.  
Living like Adan.
Walking like an angel on earth.
The true me. The liar at your bed.
Just finding love,
Just reproducing sins,
Just sacrificing some of me.
To lust you to heaven.