I went through a recent case of endless love
mentally sickening my mind
which
I luckily erased
with a new
fresh
equally endless
though longer love
that could last through a second night
but it is a shame endless is boring as fuck
if you are busy with real life
still irresistible proposition
and drastic improvement from the previous cases
I had me addicted to
quick
short
nervous encounters
but somehow it hanged on my words for hours
this endless love
baby-blue sky
warm
promising
clear visibility into random acts
things we have done together
in galleries of forms
in my bed
in my head
now female
turn around
slow
easy
God
stop touching me
I have been fed
my illusion