I've run it up with all my feelings for you with all of my passionate fantasies with all of my nocturne's desires with all of my madly lusts and with anything I did with you in my mind I dreamed through words' existence and suffocating throbs of my chest just to catch you... then to have you not to forgive you but to punish you in that hell in which you've boiled me Like the deity of love, I possess you, venging with my amazone érogène avid v*cious, sizzling, exactly as you made me wait for you, letting my dreams never stay down but to call you in the realm of a truth from where alone you and I don't wanna go

Today is felt, as if my eyes have kneeled down all your demons , while my lips metamorphosed them in symbolic effigies . Today is felt, as if I rule to make you want to be my life's servant while your soul is salivating for my coquet Darkside . Today is felt, as if your monsters, those zombies masked in veiled bijoux will suffer very deeply, too terrified by every boom-boom of my pulse. Today is felt, as if your royal creature comforts me with your soul's glamour while all my senses are the fireplace that warms your amour fou . Today is felt, as if I am the lachrymose wine 's rustling scent while you are in its phase of foliage, tenderly filtered by my elixir . Today is felt, as if all words I've written, means nothing but a blah-blah's whim while a coffee's sip, it greets me when still all is a little silly with morning's routine.

Psst, watch out [here I come] set in a new collection of bottled poems built by the neurons and electrons of the psychic sounds, fine merged in many curtains of stars created in the hours of dreams and painted with the sea's ink, also voted by sun in polls of the moon while our mind and soul perfume are mixing smiles for happiness is us in the New Year

Pride has its own talent. Put it aside. Do anything necessary to bloom. Both. Me to you. You to me. Let me hear howling your  wolves on my lips, while the lust propagates passion through our blood . With the shades of blue full of dreams, our astral bodies love to play with fire. Mine thru you. Yours thru me.