May 16, 2025
More in ergo sum hominus 5. tripudio
i dance
the kitchen is dark the floor filthy the moldy smell of dirty dishes and the sound of a leaky faucet careen around in time to the brown roach's heartbeat. moonlight finds a polished clean pure moment in the squalor and she whispers to my feet she smiles, and i turn my weight falls from left to right to left to right to left to right we flow together, the stars they know of caesura and love lust, creeping dreams, sensual kisses and the lure of everysong she smiles, and i turn her weight against me against me against me, in and out she turns, i turn the moonlight finds us and we count two three four five six seven eight the kitchen is dark the floor is filthy like our feet now like our minds now smelling only sex and swaying to loud silence. moonlight falls silver on my face i kiss her.
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