Even it were   ... Intro ...                  ... Dick's cliche                         
unreserved,    her                                 ... Jana Kruteková 
words  were for me                                         ... Ludwig
gently like finest                          ... Ring with the ice eye
oil,     and  if a                                     ... Lines 2017
smooth dude  which                                      ... Interview
broken wings south                   ... Evening marasmus of mayflies
wind -   he  still                     ... Premeditated alternatively
described   carats                                  ... On the weight
of gem forest with                                          ... Diana
babble.  Hexagonal                  ... Blossoms by Oreéne ( Remast.)
afternoon  in  the
vineyard -  when I
stole    a pair of
scissors -    I am                                          ... Along
perceiver -     He
creamed your whole
body    in   white
except    for  the
scarlet     hands.
And he play naked.
White lace on pink
tracksuit,pull it.
Conceive    orgasm
all  fire   at the
sun.    This phony
charm        about
androids.      She
hasn't it. I would
be excited    from
half nude her face
I suck the feeling
of red.. There are
some fibers  in my
eye whitch purrs -
when  I looking at
her       red-pink
elbows    and milk
around.     Roller
nerve -  ice cream
and pussy - glazes
to  hallucination.
Stiffening  roller
to get   a swiming
web    between the
forefinger     and
middle finger  and
middle finger  and
ring       finger.
The slenderest ash.
Attenuation   deep
in ashes.      I'm
braking  your blue
light   inside me,
Love, uuuu ..    I
observe  how  long
last your  lengthy
vowels.  As poker.
As   I'm   pushing
with    my   thumb
gentle little hand
fan. You'll induce
craters     slowly
barefood  walking.                            © 2007-2018 Peter Krutek