lunes, 12 de junio de 2017



Come, asphyxia,
make me yours.
Grab my neck, touch my butt,
kiss them
and make them yours.
Let me fly as I'm missing my breath
Bless me, hug me, love me.
You don't have the strength to kill me...
again.
But give me pleasure,
until I'm feeling almost dead.
Hug me and help me forget,
all the troubles I have met.
The things I can't forget,
you can made them fade.
I miss you so my heart is blue
I look at my bruisers
for they come from you
I touch them and care them,
yearning an encounter
that I'll never forget.

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