it's not the taste or texture
or any thing like that
it's just you
and your smell
and the three edges that make you up
without a doubt i will kiss you.
for infinite is the universe
and infinity the void to be filled.
vast: your mind like a black river.

a marble, oil-colored and deep.

cold but wrapped around something precious. something loved and never to be led away.
and the hardest i could ever be is invisible and never will be seen again; we have completed the first stage.
evolution is a secret and yet profoundly widespread.

and it is only really the smell of you
and my favorite thing to do is rest.

06/03/2002

Posted on 06/03/2002
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