Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Aujourd'hui, j'ai pris votre culotteto à chez moi.

Trees invade my inner SELF.
I smell the LIME´S scent.
I feel on my nostrils the vague LIGHT WAVE of wonder.
JEAN: I need you to SCREAM for me POLLY.
Rain of thoughts invade my ideas as a cumshot of SPERM.
WHO ARE TOU TALKING TO, JEAN?
Caress my mind with IMAGES of wonder.
I need to f(i)eel(l) your LEGS on my tongue.
I desperately need your mouth and hands.


Bloody LIME.
Be my roots.
Guide my WAY.
Be my LIGHTER.
I want you to be my blanket in the COLD.
I need your BODY, but you´re only a lost LIME.
A lost DREAM.
Be my BOOK.
My PEN.
My TORCH.


Give me and put me on FIRE.
please.....



(TEXT: Manuel Espirito Santo)
(IMAGE: Rodrigo de Oliveira)

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