Garlands of ephemeral, libratory caprices
Adorn my daily life.
I embrace the pain from deep inside
With my mouth impertinently open
In you in you in you

I tear between my razor-edged, ivory canines
The meaning of pristine cries,
And I chew steadily your weary bones
Casually mingled in the creed of seduction
Of us of us of us

Dance til the decadence of this amorous fiasco
Swings you to sleep, with the tenderness
Of your mom’s heavy breasts on which
You filled up your curiosity and stare
For me for me for me

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