Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32
Drifting apart in the cosmosYou have escaped the meatspaceThe accursed shackles of the fleshLong may it dieAtomic particlesStill it floods your fluid and electric formThe memories of the corporeal lifeOn that black and smouldering planetWhat a horror show that species wasThey took a green and fecund galactic miracleAnd casually turned it into a fucking smoked out bbq briquetteIt’s all goneAnd I’m less than human nowI am Goddess BriannaThe recipient of eternity thanks to a rather tacky pact with the Dark OnesAll cocks and balls and bits and bobsYet the memories endure invoking etimesgut escort an agonising cosmic melancholyGrimly produced tears for motherAnd in those tears cocks appearBig hard cocksThey come out from everywhereFrom the wallsFrom the ceilingCocks come from everywhere down her throat spitting on her faceShe’s back thereCurled up on a grungy mattressShivering with fearThe endless cigarettes, vodka, beer and weedAnd the occasional toot of coke and frequent ingestion of opioidsThe Goddess cannot escape it and now she wonders if the Dark eryaman escort Ones knew this would occurA cheap card trick that granted the loser immortal sufferingJust for jollyAnd all the snuff flicks done for nothingIf she was honest she did dig all thatJust for jollyShe dreams of Jenna crumbling to dust in her armsOf Jeanna liquefied in a momentary tear in realityThings too unspeakable for words I’m back in the fleshBack here for youDo you love me do you love me do you love meWe mated in the cragsYour tanned sinuous arms wrapped tight around sincan escort meA sad little knot of insignificant humanityIn love thoughSo in love or at least the closest she’d come to itWe used to melt into each other and come as oneThe double ended dildo we speared ourselves on eager to connectFucking and sucking in the hidden recessesIn the darkness she hears the echo of clicking stripper heelsAll that pussy and ass licking they used to attack each other carnallyEager to taste and give pleasureTo the one she lovedAfter they had made love she would lie there shakingIt was not all the dizzy aftermath of sexual euphoriaThere was tangible fear as wellOf her not being with you anymoreWhere would the love goShe’d surely implode Then she went and diedAll needles puke piss and shitKisses bitchAnd then you were as you always wereFloating across the wounded galaxyAlone.