If you donm alone,
alone with you,
when I m in you
whitout you.
You parted thighs,
wings in flight,
lead me to the heavens
of your hell tonight.
And then we burn
in delight,
all the flaming angels
reach their plesant height.
Then I look for
a cigarrette
and I light it
aty my demand.
Smoke gets thinner,
drowning in sweat
when your image
melts in my hand.

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