And Everything
The night would sketch
With it's shadow in hand, the lizards it reveals
The vices that it undresses
And Everything
The shadows make you hearIn the heart that in silence
In certain voices and the bloody screams that randomly flare
And everything
The silence makes things immense
A haze of desire, the sweat of the earth
The unlabored view of the skin
And everything
That desire drags across my lips
The sweet dream of contacts
The salient saviour of your kiss
And Everything
Sweetness of touch
The mouth of the womb, the shape of the gut
The heat of the hand that dares to reach over
And Everything
Circulates through every branch of the tree of my veinsIt caresses my thighs, It moves my head underIt lives in my eyes and it dies on my lips 

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Writer(s): Victor Krummenacher