The broken phone booth
Ringing in my ears
Its not for me
No one knows who I am
I do not call
Nor be called
I do not answer
Nor be answered
My incoming calls were never outgoing
I am secret
I am hidden

I wouldn't tease yet please strings
attached to feelings knits; fitted kit
Threaded girt; my seamless fill...
Legal my pedals; Tender my renders
In blossoming bloom I oath my feels
You blow my blue to life's true & truth
Its more than one Virgo's cream; sweets
Just wanna hold you till the sun is blue
Its all about a Virgo's creamy dream

Beyond the butterfly feelings

In the whirlwind of our intimacy
A full option sensual desire
Distance distancing distance
All at once till we hit the ******
The zenith of pleasures and feels
Like the breakthrough of Miracles
Sounds of Soughs, ex and in hales
Hot Moments of breathlessness
Scratches of speechlessness
Mouth agape, dead-in-moments
long squeezes, short grips, sweats
Body vibrating, breath whispering
Emotions revealing, turn ons
Passions imploding, hard ons
Intense kinetic motions of kardias
Slippery shining fleshy mammalians
Till the moment of implosion: ******
That sweet ecstasy moment when
all that exists is what you feel