I will try to leave all masks behind
At least for those facets presented here and
Behind the curtains of my shyness
There lives a savage bull
And If I'm to be perceived as perverse
May I at least be clear on my ways.
Behind my rationality,
There always lived burning desires,
Often misregarded by most
Or else very misunderstood.
Behind all my actions,
Behind all my ideas,
Behind all my fantasies,
What do I desire the most?
Everyone will have an answer
For me it's rather simple.
I desire what is mine,
Mine and mine only,
No one can touch,
No one can get close,
Mine and mine only.
In all the cues
All physical gifts
All small and tiny details
My mind and body burns
For that which yells as fully mine
My signature
My land
My garden
My home.
Nothing else
Awakens my bull
Nothing else
Really gets my desire
If anything gets close to what's mine
Even if remotely in my mind
My desire is not the same
If I am offered something many had
I simply find no sparkle
A sense of repel and disgust strikes me
To expose myself to that
Which holds the remainers of others
Would you kiss a sidewalk?
Would you touch a toilet with your sensitive parts?
I wouldn't either
But I'm smart enough
To see the similiarity,
With any drugs given
I would never be able to consumate
Because I have no desire
My bull is retracted
It simply doesn't find the whistle
To feed that disguting land
If anything
If I ever felt my land had been invaded by someone else
I'd start trying to validate my beauty
Mistakengly, I once used those trash humans for validation
"Am I beautiful enough?"
To understand if I had value,
It was a stupid and useless mistake
But deep inside I am uncapable
Often when I'm single I wish I wasn't
But deep in my heart
I can only see these people
As cum dumpsters
And I honestly feel a vomitating sensation
Whenever one gets close to me
Genocidal thoughts come through my head.
Regardless, deep in my heart
If I were to fantasize
With that which I desire the most
The only thing, in the end, I desire
I'd find pleasure in that which is often disregarded
But for me it finds all my certainty
The soul that I belong to
All of myself
All of my body,
And in such
The body that belongs to me
Each tiny detail
The skin that is mine with my scent
The hand that is made perfectly for my body
The mouth that is mine, clean, reserved,all for me
The legs that I gently kiss
And as such feel the smell of the water
Coming through the gates
All my water
All made for me
For my tongue, for my mouth, for my body,
It is clean, pure, made for me
Dripping through my garden
Scratching and carving my soul
The smoothness and warmthness of the skin
That only I have it
That is my home
Locked for myself
The gentleness
The texture made for me,
My flowers and tress
All mine, for myself
I slider and enter myself in the home which I own
I give her that which is hers and only hers
Beautifully combined
So much desire I find
So much strength I gave
The fire burns my skin
I want to grab, hold, get her close to me
I want to unite our souls into one
Feel the beating of our hearts
Burn her with the heat of my skin
Bites, slaps, very strong squeezes
Hugging
Grabbing
I tame my savage lioness
I spread her wings to bring my gift
I prepare her with all that is needed
For the ultimate climax
Make my lioness fly,
So high
So high
So high
I have no limit
I go as far as I have to
She is mine
And it is my duty to give her what she desires
I never stop
I use all my strength
All my fire
And our time
Comes
I leave a part of myself in her
She has part of me
I have part of her
My mind can't stop racing
The desire is overwhelming
The ultimate act of ownership
Our bodies are flooded
The smell, the texture, the warmth,
The final sound...
She would always apologize
Unaware of the pleasure I feel
Everything is perfect
My bull absorbs it all
It is his
All his
They belong to each other
My essence, her essence
Our smell
Our river
All perfectly melted together
I can only feel proud, joyful, completed
There is nothing but contempt
Peace
I feel gravitated towards
No matter what might come from this
Any water, any liquid, anything
In any dirt we might do, I never feel any repel
Quite the opposite, I feel connected, gravitating, glued to her
Because she is part of me
My body and soul accepts everything that comes out of her.
And it's not a perversion I acquired
I was like that since the first time I touched her body
Never was I naive,
Never did I lack a strong sexuality
Indeed,
I think I was born with it,
Deep in my heart and soul,
It is part of my DNA,
I never had to learn,
Never did I change,
Never did I become unpure,
I always just feel it all
It flows from my soul to my body
My bull when secure of his land
It aggressively and instinctively comes out
No technique, practice or experience required
It all is the movement of the soul
The strong
The bold
The builder
The fertilizer
In my biggest desire
Instinctively
Existentially
Sexually
My biggest desire is to feel home
To grab, squeeze and hold
That land which is mine
And no one else gets to touch.