iTágides 3G-LXperia
of mucus-abyssal contour
silk almost falling
skimming your naked
body-sword.
I sprout words
I do not know
but you answer me
and lucidly it all makes sense
as I touch your warmth
in me lights, vibrations kind of
cushioned
awaken me from this
tangerine dream
but near me just a cold blue.
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