Infected
I have drunk you,
liquid sex,
your fluids
carrying nano machines
programmed to construct
roads to new places.
Infected with you,
luminous virus,
I can’t function
except to restart,
can’t spit back out
what now lives
in every living part of me.
Comments
liquid sex..you are so forgiven for not having photographs up yet8-D…I love your writing .
flower, you’re back! you’ve made me happy.. not an easy trick these days. to be forgiven is a wondrous thing (n to think i almost deleted that line :)
– warmsugarcube
8-D.well that’s just fabulous darling because I wasn’t feeling happy today,so the fact that I made you happy is cool.
i will find my camera charger soon i promise lovely x my heart..
– warmsugarcube
How could I have missed this?! So rich with meaning and emotion, very evocative.
thanks lovely. it started life as a text message, just came out of nowhere in an instant. i suppose that means it was very real. then the luminosity turned to something else, but its still inside. can’t seem to find the cure.
– warmsugarcube
very nice
indeed rich
This is awesome, truly vivid and profound. Bravo.
M