I fell in love with the devil of the sun, feeding the father and the spirit one
a triangle has become…
Your soul took my souls hand
led me to an unknown land
from the/that same expression a moon dance began.
Anyone: “Anyone need anything before I go?”
A million dollars you would say.
Ever hear of sex magick from back in the day? My thoughts would slip away…
You’ve been making love to my avatar
through sound and radar from afar
Hands now in motion
intertwined phalanges covered in saliva liped hands
sucking on a straw, fruit from juice exquisitely grand
Recieving of energies
they do mend,
C. Thais Bosworth