LOVE in TIMES OF QUARANTINE erotica contest

wings of nakedness

By nicky miller

Pissing in the streets
Being topless
Precious values of small things
Cleaning my mouth
Going against a wall of fears

The shelves of books were so full to create and to be

Thinking doing or making out

Will our consciousness put us into graves?
Because only rebels end up in graves.

We try to scream into this devastated tunnel of crimes

Those crimes…

Color synthesis of natural leaves green as our duty
Our little souls above this surface

My belly button onto your legs
Erotic laundry
Eroticism as purification
This sharpen needles who are squeezing my lemons juices upper your head into my heart

And the rest the never the less
It wasn’t forbidden in that pleasurable nest of eroticism

Charming your eyes because they are Fem
Inside my mouth the texture of your lips is soft
As my palm of the hand breath deep inside
My value is pure myth
Pure dream
Pure like a deep breathing dream
Utopia makes me cry

Til my arms til my army of roses
For your smile, I can freeze
Molecules
Part of us

Floating
Pissing on the road
Side to moon over the strange flames
There is no earthquake

Let me float too
I’m building another war machine
Compulsive is my heart
The world collapses with us

Do you know that when you will enter my sex, my mouth will be wide open
My hands will scratch your butt to enter deeply into me
Do you know that when I touch your skin I will absorb your smell
That my tears will roll down my dandy’s face
That my saliva will melt with the water you will exhale through your skin

That our extreme sensations of feeling each other’s bodies and sex will increase for hours…
Would you like to travel with water my water onto your tongue inside your mouth and holes
I am exhaling water you are exhaling water we are going to increase our heartbeats

Now
Today
In the afternoon
In that park
In the dark
Where I can feel the air onto your skin
And in our minds, we will create a bubble gum pink full of ourselves
A pink bubble gum that will smell our sex
Dry or wet
Within an object within another friend or others skin to skin
My gaze is excited once more
My palms of the hands evaporated to the sky levels
I press my cunt onto your knee
You press your cunt onto my lips
We got lipsticks everywhere
Til deep inside your cunt
Your hands rub my clitoris and then the cheek and then your mouth
Like I’m fitting inside yourself

And I don’t know your name

Flirting amplifying skin to skin
Til my heart beats
Scratching
Yelling, crying
Til my saliva goes on your sex wet
And we’ll be far away
I dreamed about you
Til your hardness comes up into my mouth wide open
Til your licks made me scream louder
Til my hand attached to the tree in the woods

Coming out from the death people
They said a word that was belonging to one :
The love the not the fear
The love the one who gather
The love embracing your souls of ecstasy
The ones naked without fears travelling to say it
With union and joy and dematerialisation
No more money to get there
No more interest to get there
Breathing and murmurers of the heart

The turtle left the wings and the wings left the turtle a wing
The wings of nakedness
The wings of gathering us into the waves
An evasive construction out of door

There are many levels of fears
But only one can redeem you :
The love chapter
The romantic seed of union by multiple bodies onto them
My heart shakes the snake
My heart your murmurings at my hear
Your mouth
Sticky lips onto my tongue wet

Sucking ass and salivas
On this boat
Our boat pink and blowing our bubble gum.

Pissing in the streets
Being topless
Precious values of small things
Cleaning my mouth
Going against a wall of fears

The shelves of books were so full to create and to be

Thinking doing or making out

Will our consciousness put us into graves?
Because only rebels end up in graves.

We try to scream into this devastated tunnel of crimes

Those crimes…

Coming out from the death people
It happens once more
You really make me feel wild in heart

Intoxicated by my love against their war their capital, their crimes
When I cry I am hopeless
Blurry is the future and I am afraid of it.

Values of true love
Valuable for me
Valuable for us
Values of fucking
Fuck me only if you share my values
Fuck me and let’s reverse the values

We are forbidden, our values are valuable
But we are forbidden
So forbid my love and do not censor yourself

Reverse your type of girls into a boy
A Boy a Fagg-Dyke you are
A Fagg and a Dyke or a Bitch of a Bitch
A skinny-bitch
A tip or a top

Or are you what your soul wants to be?

Do you know that when you enter my sex, my mouth will be wide open
My hands will scratch your butt to enter deeply into me
Do you know that when I will touch your skin I will absorb your smell
That my tears will roll down my dandy’s face
That my saliva will melt with the water you will exhale through your skin

Would you like to travel with water my water onto your tongue inside your mouth and holes
I am exhaling water you are exhaling water we are going to increase our heartbeats

Now
Today
In the afternoon
In that park
In the dark
Where I can feel the air onto your skin
My belly button onto your legs

Coming out from the death people
They said a word that was belonging to one :
The love the not the fear
The love the one who gather
The love embracing your souls of ecstasy
The ones naked without fears travelling to say it
With union and joy and dematerialisation

The wings of nakedness