A twine in the oasis 
I silently crave her lips, eyes.
All day, I wonder as I wander 
Hunting the measures to write, 
Write inside her with my fingers.
While the sad wind goes slaughtering butterflies, 
I touched her blouse, Unpredictable she got wild,
elegant.  It became a bitter sweet.
In her eyes ,  heaven and hell emerged . A blind eye couldn't resist. crammed with shadowy fish.
The apocalypse emerged,  her moan Sounded like gun fire, like death she breathed .
Closely burrowing in, she threw kisses like grenades , attacking my gental lips
Caressing her curvy thighs , straddling the legs a little, I sent in the divine person in between the valley and locked it in tight .
Entwining , with interlock of tongues,
Finger nails ran seemingly through my back, awaking the most terrible gods 
She realised , she shouted " oh God " . 
Glued together like shadow and body. We paused gazing eye to eye.
The platonic blew .

Jona💫