Saturday, 7 January 2012


Deliquescent in my core,
your ecstacies,
vibrant and ambiguous your games,
I crave to put you in a room
and lock you up again
just if the perenial dose of laughter
evade the drowsy bed
I feel in the head
your villanous touch
I scream for you
... behind my locked doors
desperate of desire
and a monotone of patience
I try to live for you
till you feel the insides of my fantasies
till you feel the susceptible on my face
in my arms
flooded with my tears
and pleasure
for I seek to be mothered
for I seek to feel
just for you and no one else

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