disenyo.ish studio

So we went biblical;
I, your goddess adorned
with sweats
(like pearls around my neck)
and you, my Sappho reincarnate
stroke fire like a snake charmer.

Sensual, you hissed,
as you watched my sweat
jumped out of my little pores
that flowed to every region:
from the depths of my collarbone
to the zenith of my breasts
and down to the oasis of my navel.

Here’s the spot, you pointed,
(a pink navel half empty of
saline sweat)
is the way to promise land.

So you poured an aged wine
to your found oasis and
drank for your redemption

and the gates of my temple
opened for your coming.

you got my thoughts h{ayw}”-;;ir[e]d.

so crossing fingers lest not
go reach saturation
for i leave
upon gaining strength.

Faces  merge to abstraction
when trannies pose like flowers
along the expats’ red light love.

I look at them thinking of you
and the books you read—
of fairy tales and monsters, killers,
philosophers, sinners  and saints.

Here is a reality, love:
I say monsters do exist, across me
parks a cab with Middle Eastern men
posing as gardeners, soon they will
sow seeds to hungry mouths– a
barter of rice for the entire family.

Saints they are, (these trannies)
– they worship,
and whom they feed with a barter
of rice thinks of them as martyrs,
and these saints would go for a kill
to feed the family;
some would go for a kill for a
nose lift, or a boob job.

Some would simply go for
the kill of thick and wide and long.

Some would just simply stare
back to those who watch,

–like I, philosophizing reality
when I couldn’t care less, but
to fantasize you on an empty
chair beside me.

We could have this view together
over coffee and ciggy.

If you live in a tropical country and if you haven’t taken a bath for straight 3 days, you’ll be torched, stoned, peeled, and drenched in scalding water. Of course this hyperbolic tribulation is for php-css noobs trying to be poets overnight.

Thank god for google, I had an endless stalking spree on coders and geniuses. Voila! I upped my site.

Now, I’ll finally have a long loving bonding with water– bath time!