A Spanish cult brother with a giant piquillo pepper for an official hat, an ****, three squid, a pair of broken Louis Vuitton sun- glasses, a god with the head of an Ibis, coming through the restaurant kitchen to whisk you into The Land of The Dead.
Three eyed Frida beckons you from her bed. Can you imagine the conversation? It melts in your hand like ***** chocolate and cubensis and you cannot tell her how much it means for you to place your ******* onto the glowing center of her Eternal.
***** can’t seem to grow much harder than when around her. She’s a star down here. Of course, she’d much rather make love to a queen of sheba than your broke ***.
You didn’t even have the coins to pay the ferryman.
Between us lies an eternity yet i breathe your air, an eternity between but i felt it again! the thrill, the high when i'd caress your hair..
that same glimmer in your eyes, that same stare,
a wiser embrace a wrinkle here and there, your countenance still other-worldly and fair..
an eternity between us, but you broke the spell! still together.. and no one can tell
the most vivid dream to date that I have had of my beloved.. who left this realm 14 years ago. age 26. He spent the whole night with me. it was a real visit and i woke up feeling he was with me ..yet so far away