I want
to wear you
like skin
like a blanket
in winter
unforgiving...

you
are a storm
like dark spanish pools
of heat
and light
caucasion
energy
in my house
so cold
alone
with digital
pictures
imagination
waves
beat
i can smell the salt
musk
in your approaching
like an ocean to me
you take
my balance
pulling me under
setting me free
to cum in you
to die in you
to release in you
to taste you
what sweet wine
in seasons
are
you
i want
to wear
like
a
blanket
skin
warmed
by
you
and your intimate
cruelty