My heart doubles as a radio,
Lissome flesh overtaken by bonhomie
A lateral gambol across a spectral nexus.
The puncture of your unending kisses.
A vacuum of heat. All the pottery overturned
We have made such a wreck of nunchi
Finding within each other something savage,
Something tenable and I cannot conceive
Of a moment without your garish Avian wiles.
You drive me into strokes of madness
Into terrible strokes of genius.
My womb is a cornucopia overflowing,
My sentience a chimera in which
The sharpest thorns grow together
With the most sumptuous fruits.
I went with a very free stream of conscious write in light of yesterday
mindlovemisery 