Origin cast aside long
long ago
he stands
naked as truth, eyes aglow
engorged clouds, scent
of rain, between them space
thronged with cacophonous music
hands meant to touch
mapping out the geography
T h e r e.
Between the heaves of storm,
feel, tongue
meant to taste
meant to taste
mark paths and points
of intense interest
of intense interest
mapping out the geography
on skin; there,
there...
T h e r e.
Between the heaves of storm,
the earth prone and wet with desire, whispers
"More Again Here"
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Marilyn Manson dijo: Rock is dead, yo digo....Love is dead.
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