YOUR MARES

YOUR MARES

‘m here now

but my mind is in your ROOM,

this Strange NIGHT YOUR TASTE,

miss that DELICIOUS BALM,

that being born meekly

IN YOUR SHED pubic,

TURNS

When we met,

in rough seas

Strange, you do not know how,

THOSE unintelligible WHISPERS YOURS

CLEARLY TELL ME,

OUR TIME

is to come.

those moans YOURS

OPENING THE GATES

MY LACTOSOS RIOS

AND CRAZY ONSLAUGHT

go to meet

of that salty and mellow OCEAN

STRANGER FINALLY

that spasm SIMULTANEO ,

THAT EMBRACE YOUR LIPS

CLAIMING, OFFSHORE,

To the end

YOUR PROPERTY.