"Knots" Ronnie D. Laing

He feels she is eating him
by her demand to be eaten by him

Two people who originally
wished to devour and be devoured
are devouring and being devoured

She is devoured, by him being devoured by
her devouring desire to be devoured
He is devoured by her being devoured
by him not devouring her

He is being devoured
by his dread of being devoured
She is being devoured
by her desire to be devoured

His dread of being devoured
arises from his dread of being devoured by his devouring
her desire to be devoured
arises from her dread of her desire to devour

No se si ya lo habia escrito antes

Noches Calladas...
... que ya sin tu aliento, sin tu voz, parecen mas vacias de lo normal, y puedo imaginar que te tengo aun a mi lado...
...hundiendo mis manos en ti, sintiendo texturas que ya conozco, que se que te pertenecen...
... que solo en ti he encontrado...
... Me haces sentir llena, llena de ti y comienzo a embriagarme con el dulce aroma que tu cuerpo produce, con el tierno candor que tus ojos me entregan...
... con el hermoso vaiven con el que nuestros cuerpos danzan...
... pero pareciera que tu olor poco a poco de mi desaparece y trato de retenerlo...
... y me vuelven esas locas ganas de tenerte nuevamente en mi cama...
... Porque asi estas tristes noches calladas...
... no serian nunca mas ni tan tristes ni tan calladas...



Sw33t P41n

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xP Lo escribi hace poco. y es una mierda y lo se n_n