liquid nights

your thought never knocks at the door of my dreams...
simply gets in, [straight from the night's road famished of me], —
naked
undressed, — your shadow models me with temptations,
oxygenating me in the arrangements of liquid nights... —
multiplied
our perfume, — [the embers of love], increase our temperature...
you devour me... I devour you... you breathe me... I breathe you...
untamed
from google's navel to specter's navel, we're fairy tales,
hypnotized in someone's song out of another one's song, —
dancing on the sun

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