PENETRATION

...“Sorry, I am superficial, I like penetration”

I want to penetrate your blue eyes with my green eyes,

I want to penetrate your questions with my surrender,

I want to penetrate your gaze with my smell,

I want to penetrate your red shirt with the curiosity of my hands,

I want to penetrate your judgments with my strongest erection,

I want to penetrate your trousers with my voice,

I want to penetrate your chair with the power of my imperfection,

I want to penetrate your ass with my Saturday’s tennis racket,

I want to penetrate your happiness with my cellulites,

I want to penetrate the length of your skirt with the shortest of my fantasies,

I want to penetrate your crossed legs with 11 of my questions,

I want to penetrate your future with my desires,

I want to penetrate your embarrassment with my arrogance,

I want to penetrate your need of answers with my exhaustion,

I want to penetrate your mouth with my generosity,

I want to penetrate your menstruation with my vampire fantasies,

I want to penetrate your potentiality of being a mother with my Sunday mornings,

I want you to penetrate my space with the urgency of your presence,

I want to penetrate my eyes with the full attention of your desire,

I want you to penetrate my intestines with the proteins of your tears,

I want you to penetrate my vagina with at least 6 of your fingers,

I want you to penetrate Vondelpark with my body naked over one of your shoulders,

I want you to penetrate my belief in a better future with your pessimism,

I want you to penetrate my heart with other fucking love song,

I want you to penetrate the flexibility of my promises with the strength of your demands,

I want you to penetrate my tongue with the flavour of your white surrender,

I want you to penetrate my comfort with your empty passport,

I want you to penetrate my scarf with your pain,

I want you to penetrate my inability to meet interesting people with your telephone number…