Tasting Heaven

1001 Nights

... But maybe you wanna see the dull flame of desire

And melting of ice that washes away the taboos?

Come on now, my breath is like fire

For you to steal, it's what I aspire

Tasting the heaven, killing the blues...

I crave to relish the icing and feel your existence

As every sip shortens the distance

Between us. I know what you want... 

As the clothes get too tight - 

To witness the stars in the eyeballs of the sky - all burned

Yet, full of light.

I'll burst, but I'll take you away

From the sweetness of lips - many times -

To the verge of the dawn, on my way

Breaking all the lines...

Emitting a moan, I'll drink tenderness - drop by drop -

The folly of power on you intoxicates

You're my eye-opener as I pass through these states

And even if here on my knees I stop

The will on fire, yet, I will not throw a seven..

Enjoying the heaven, tasting the heaven...

Adam and Eve

- how the water is salty,
he said
swimming in the sea of her eyes
- are you crying?
he crawled out to the shore of her body
dried himself with the silk of her thick hair
- don't worry
everything will be alright
he breathed in her ether
- I am terribly hungry
what do we have for dinner?
he sat next to the fire of her heart
- you are a marvelous cook
he dined on her lips
- I will take a nap now
he lied down in her soul
and fell sweetly asleep...

A woman-sensation

A woman-sensation. An expectation of the touch. The mirror with no reflexion. A castle with no ghosts. A genie of a woman. Talking over the relationships - perfumed, ephemeral, unfaithful and occasional. Just the same. A woman on the verge of despair. A woman-memory. A woman-mania. Going back to the resurrection of the old stories. Immunized against the oblivion. In quarrel, a priori. ...with the flow of time. A woman running. Chasing after the running coffee. A woman-professional in catastrophes on the scale of a separate personality. A woman with the efforts of originality, with tortures of routine, with unmanageable tenderness. A hacker-woman who broke through the shell, broke down her fingers. Breaking the access code to your indifferent body, I am dissolved like chalk in milk, like a black kitten, in the dusk... I am melting in the air, like almond smell. A woman - a loop with no insurance. Time heals. Or wounds. Effect of envy because of the dose.