Why do I FEEL like A tree of LIMES?
Why does the SALT'S everywhere?
Why do I SWEAT and TEARS fall FROM my FACE towards THE ground?
AM I blind?
JEAN give ME your LIPS.
POLLY caress me WITH your HAIR.
What THE fuck?
I want TO fuck YOU towards ETERNITY.
JEAN talk to ME.
POLLY embrace ME with your HAIR.
Images: Rodrigo Oliveira
Words: Manuel Espirito Santo
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