Loin and Solitude
Wish to have a feel of a fill ...the poets call it pure;
the gestation of loins is calling mate....S ... The bodies
as they are seen ripe and flesh with Bacchian Ivy have a
being minds hearts space and freedom~~~
they are so stupendous or silly ...or paid or hired or
on credit as cards whores and bodies ...They are fucking
Wo wants them?? Who wants to see them??? their perfumed
100 dollar undies!!!
Lifless carrions of flesh!!!
Madona like, whores of heaven aneglic and
empty in the pinch of flesh...
Between the Maddona the Whore Singer and Jesebel the
Rhyme season body passion and lyric have the
fucked up freedom to be awefully intimate....
May be not...
There Heloise in an old drawing ...the Ableard is
Was real and love!! Not in any books!!