venerdì 7 giugno 2013

il ragazzo di venezia


Black wind of passion ( series )

il ragazzo di Venezia 


My lover told me ...

 " Come to me , my beloved ,
I beg on my knees 
Stand naked before you 
Come to me , my passion
My desire , my torture, come to me ! "

My lover told me ...

 "Touch me,  breath me,  drink me !"...

And I went to him !
Not like a thief in the night.
But like a fury !
To devour him !
To taste him !
To drink him !

My lover begged ...

 "Torture me ! "

... louder and louder our moans filled the  midnight air.
... louder and louder our murderous desires filled the midnight sky.

His touches burned my skin
His lips caressed my whispers
His hair brushed my eyes

But his touch 
His touch , his touch ...oh!
Was fire 
It entered every soul of mine
It entered every heart of mine

His touch , his touch 
Was desire
Thus the world conspire 
To be a wild wildfire  !

Yet you only touched me once
In an embrace 
And  left my life
And never my soul 

My beloved!

text by micaela alexandra 
drawing of maurizio barraco