in our
enigma of lust
a trap
silent cries
of deformed
faces
Siamese smiles
in agony
and
your saliva
still alive,
a
mythical reflection
of pain
like hunger
unfeedable
on my skin
and
eternal.
okay this is interesting. I like pictures and the thoughts they are evoking!
AntwortenLöschenBut what I don't get is the second and. to me it is somehow interruptive! I think a complete, or semi-complete sentence at the end, with at least one expressive verb, would round the poem up!