Bukowski, Cash and Dylan
Whiskey, twisted cigarettes and Thai take away.
How much can fit inside a room?
Boxes, armchairs, carpets and glasses.
I count them on my fingers, weight them, bump into them.
All based in the laws of physics, - space and volume.

The sheets on which you laid upon.
The mirrors that showed you forms and figures
-forms that meant to replace emotional loss.

The lips of glasses you used to bite.
-body movements as the expression of an inner void.
Repeated patterns of disorders - food for my poetry.
The plumes of countless cigarettes,
that offered the necessary filling for my insides.

Background noise that comes from the TV
Content: Chlamydia and young people in excitement
-reality show for cowards.
Your manhood spread all over like an octopus
expanding his 8 legs.
Open legs, so that your testosterone can take some air.

A packet of cigarettes, a mobile phone, lighter and a cotton swab.
All in line: from the largest to the smallest object.
Absolute symmetry of declining placement.

I walk naked to the shower,
Winking to your manhood
While you remain
looking at me with your legs wide open.

I pass through you like a ghost
ghosts as you are.
Just like if I never existed
-just like you never existed too.

I know a woman that likes to be alone in her room.
I sometimes watch her from the half shut curtain inside her little universe.
Have you ever imagined the fullness of a woman alone?
There is a certain beauty that can only be captured if she can’t see you.

One of these nights I saw light coming out of her window
I said
“I will just have a quick look, she will never find out”

A room full of plants, because she needs to feel needed.
A room full of smoke, full of candle lights and Dior perfume.
She is sensually moving her two hips, marked by a man’s passion.
Standing in front of her mirror, trying to fall in love with herself
Since no one else does.

Her satin pink robe, wrinkles on the curves of her ****
while I try to imagine the smell of her skin
and her thick black hair.

I said “A woman alone can make you fall in love”

And then

She lays on the floor and I can hear
music coming out of that window
While she is rubbing her back on the soft carpet
And flowers are blossoming between her thighs.

You are standing in front of me
but only you face is here.
2 years and 2 months
of chocolates with nuts,
pizzas on a Saturday night,
sticky bed sheets
and bossa nova songs.
2 years and 2 months of
sexually harassing my mind
with words, promises and
comfort food.
2 years and 2 months of
building a home.
But hey, look:
You burned it down and now
it smells like death, fried chicken
and *****.
There is a replacement of me now
washing the dishes and making the bed,
just like i did and just like how i was
a replacement of someone else.

And this is pretty much how
The days will go by.
Like we are all new actors
on the same old set.
Changing furniture around
and the pictures on the walls
and buying new plants
that will soon die
and soon will be replaced,
just like everything else.
And you will keep swapping right
in everything that smiles
with insecurity
and the burned house
will be built again
and you will buy more plants
and more useless antiques
and you will swap more to the right
and every year of your life
will be a new season
On a the same old series
That everyone loves to hate.

Turn my water into wine,
Blindly, follow, be obsessed,
I pray for beauty to be mine,
I wish for you to be undressed.

Turn my body inside out,
Crawl and beg, but it's your time,
It's your thighs,your wet pink mouth,
It's my altar, it's your shrine.

Turn my water into dust,
I grind my teeth on marble stairs,
That open my way to lust,
Away from dreams that breed despair.

tell me, how did it feel when my foot pierced your chest
when i told you to get off of me
tell me, was it hard when i told you no
when i made you realize that you are not the owner of my body
that you do not get to decide what choices i can and can not make
please, in full detail, for everyone in attendance, explain how your heart slowed when i proudly exclaimed “stop, do not touch me”
because i am not your property
somehow, i don’t remember signing the lease over to you
my shorts length is not a public property sign
saying “all are welcome”
because with my hand on a tarot deck, i will proudly exclaim that “my body is mine” that my words and decisions will not change unless i want them to
and maybe one day, i will allow someone to sign a lease and borrow the title
but today, i get to keep the pen

I'm your female who makes you extremely in those crazy nights, and the one you do. Full of ******* your body,
I am your female who breathes next to your chest suffocating your breathing and stirs every time you make yours,
Your custody under your power of a woman, I am your female who retires in that skin to skin, touching the senses in one I am just that your female who knows how to get you in the passions I am your God turning the lamentations into a whimper of pleasure Infinite,...
I am your female who licks you every corner of the hell that embraces me without mercy,...
I'm your female who always awaits you in the room.. ready to feel under your emerald green look...
I am the female as beasts radiate the skin, with the nails feeling your body under the taste of my lips, I have you among my desire to belong to you-you are the one who bristles my skin
With Lips, kiss and lick my wet.. between my legs,
Feeling in my cavity... I'm your female, who knows how to get you in every space of your body succumb by playing with the lips, in your sweet ******.. that makes me scream and moan, I'm your Embrace me without limits I am the female of your most faithful slave,
I'm your female,, I drink from your body succumb the regrets of my mysteries tyrant master you that makes me scream of infinite pleasure and my delight between the lips kiss so aggressive in the nights full my lowest instincts culminating with my hands holding your ******* So taunt  the delight with the swing playing with the lips, I lick you, and hedgehog your skin with the wet tongue plays with the buds
I am your female who is reborn between your arms, moaning and screaming slogans that I excite every part erogenous in my mind submerged between ******* runs by me  in one just intertwined of my hells where I take your body succumb screaming of pleasure, I am you Female