I curl up into my softest femininity and then drown myself in thoughts of warm skin Im hanging off the balcony the railing pushes into my stomach and the sharp pain executes my hunger but only briefly
I scent myself with myself and imagine the tasting of the ocean the burning of salt water in the eyes in the wounds cleanse deeply into the barren core suffocated by the surrounding of nothing but air
molecules trangressed needing freedom Im trapped in a jail cell nobody can reach my hands
I have the key who will persude me to drench the curtains rip them from shoulders my legs and my back
damp and heavy forhead creases cosmic realeses
joyous wonderful contraversy breeds heavy sighs between lover and victim
positioned in between the biting of lips and the thunder of thighs