my ears breathe your whispers my soul talks in your heartbeat dialect my mouth listens to your eyes' sound ▫▫▫ in a flash, my mood blooms, diffusing, — [mixed emotions] ▫▫▫ i'm uttered, i'm smelled, i'm viewed, i'm lived, — [everywhere] ▫▫▫ inside, outside, carried, by you, — [disparate madness] ▫▫▫ dreamt, waited, unforgettable, by me, — DeepBlue‧‧‧ paradise

my lips, pressed tenderly by your lips, have generated in a flash each of our conical junctions unimpeded, desire was expressing itself, flaring me with its absolute, making you leak inside me the moans, with slippery, divided tones were never missing, — have fulfilled our music-sheet

i invited discreet a mysterious dreamer i philosophized about ideal and fiction i felt suddenly a gentle tactile contact  i fell in love with a flawlessness i suspected such one doesn't exist who's able to love you like that… and… [mysterious] and… [dreamer]

you, — passionately gazing invoking me quiet you, — starved after my thoughts' continent you, — negotiated longing, owning merciful tenderness you, — choreographing abysmally my best self you, — love me like nobody else

moon's lusts swarmed (on beggars' lane) it wanted to be loved, — (it succeeded...) sniffed only a good lovin' (in the morning) since then, got deepened (in my dreams' maze)

in his dream, she was a fish, (an anthropomorphic fish) her feelings were the tides, rippling on the ocean side her home looked like a shell, aquaplanet called her, Pearl how to not sink to that dream when he treats her as a queen

i am not humble and kind, at all, — why do you think i ported my sky on your eyes' translucent membrane ‽ ‧ to force you to (dream), (dream), (dream)… ‧‧‧ beautiful memories have the skill to bandage up your soul's tegument , enough to see the microscopic light hidden ineptly at your mind's edge… ‧ (i'm one-of-a-kind beautiful and one-of-a-kind memory) ‧ (macroscopically) ‧‧‧ can you filter through a rusty sieve the best days out of a week…(‽) (i'm curious to see the look on your smile while you try doing it…), (doing the effort to groove me in your sureness) ‧‧‧ with the serenity of the sea , fix your eyes on my eyes captivated by your fantasies (hmm, — do you still cherish what you see…) ‧‧‧ your diabolic mind created a journey, — journey pushes someone else's thoughts to some possible destinations for healing the deceitful promises of tomorrow to force you to ( wake up), (wake up), (wake up) ‧ (in my beautiful world) ‧‧‧ the production line of me, as a drea...