I can live
off your smile;
everything of death, departure and loss
subsides with the very sight-
-send your
hands astray across my body,
deepthroat my shaft until my mushroom-head
tickles your tonsils,
revolve
around the tip as the moon does this great planet-
-sex is the
connect that disconnects us from
the daze of being hostages to this world;
If we are to
be captive, let us be captive in the
mist of our
entangled beings, lost forever to this primitive
form of
coexistence,
that is sex-
-from [Labial Laughs]
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