The phone seducesFrantic fingers failing meGhastly vibes creep inEthereal forms siphon meWill I be next to crumble
Insulting god once moreThe forecast claims global dismay
Each wordcurling playfullypassionatelyaround mysuddenlysexypenflauntedunashamedgrammaticallynakedonvirgin page(or old envelope)
Dove in flightonly her trill…
I am deepI dig deeper