The torrents of my sex fall over your dream / Gocho Versolari, poet.


Suddenly I find you immobile,
with eyes closed.
on the bed,
on the blue living room mat
or in the grass of the park.
Barely dressed,
barefoot as you usually walk,
your hair scattered on the ground
or in the bed;
you have decided to seduce me
with your inert body
with that skin so soft and with the air absent
that accompany to your narcosis or fainting.
Then I caress you,
I undress you,
I pick you up in my arms
And I loose the torrents of my skin
over your dream.




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