"This place is curious, this place is a non place. It’s not located in some secret corner of the soul, since there are no secrets; it’s actually devouring the entire inside, projecting itself on the outside… gaining substance, encouraging stings, thirst and hunger all around."
- Natura Principia
the dark of this short summer night lights are nowhere to be found, contours of
the bodies are no more, so I accept to be guided only by your fragrances… I don’t
need my eyes to see you, I need to feel you. You’re somewhere near, trying to
catch a breather. Somehow you manage to put a soft satisfying moan every time
you exhale. Seductive fragrances and most darling noises, that’s the making of the
beauty in your youth…
the black of this night lying right by your side, thoughts are expelled into
some unknown region beyond my reach. I can only feel…
provoke goose bumps on the soul tissue, and I feel changes stirring freshness
in those solitary depths where my build meets essence. Demolition of all
deranged conditions earned in peril and hardship, blood and sweat; in all those
years that were. And I forget my past, my breath and every single thing I thought
I knew about the times to come. I even forget my name, resting in this comfort of
our pleasure, nameless.