by the river
the rim of your fingertips through my Venus
has the sensory system thirsted for ecstasy,
to emit the Zenith vibrations from your body
and to shape me in an unreal fresh eroticism
somewhere by the river energy of your mind
the island
come... — catch out my poetry's nipples with the island lips of yours ‧ suck out of it... the rain of my emotions announced in the forecast of love ‧ any dose will transfer in you the energy from the nest of my stars ‧ the molecular activity of my atmosphere is gonna erect your hemisphere ‧ our happiness from the present of now will immortalize any picture falling down ‧ the vapors of our passion will sign with pseudo name, — [end of the world]