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 you 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…