Fabricating a tapestry of the dream, a vision of fleshy feast without night, an aura of sunny words woven of memory and desires, numerated, tattooed onto you my hardest engraving in blood. Stream of love, spilled onto your asshole and belly. You're wounded, I hurt and pull out of you my semen and your heart, alive. Flowing. I drink from your poems of previous loss and of those lost forever nights.
A drink. You alone with a traced tune echoing from the other room, forgotten and repeated like smoke on hair. Stirring a thought best left alone on the wood. True and secret.
You drift and you're your own, I let you disappear. Firming assertion to reiterate your female cockhood. I jam and close my eyes. The lights fade to hide all but your hair, that frame of curl, the commas that speak.
And day comes, again, you are not here. Unseizable, and untouched. I write this, and the syllables only trace a figure in the sand, fleeting, of an ass and pussy, those eyes. A long single train of dots. Building a barrier between us, but falling into bricks to walk closer, over the crescendo of thoughts left unsaid. Vision unseen. A potent fuck, flowing unexamined and not yet penetrated.
Cock in the dark, talking, wishing it were the words you sucked.
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