mystery remains with an emerging karma designing psychopathy, degenerating layers of depth perception; a visual anomaly in sky-scapes subverted by atmospheric evolution as she twirled a parasol, pink, flowered, and swirled, batted blue/black lashes lured the ego, super-ego, id, and here in heat mirage, the tiniest smile she concedes evaporates, vaporizes and rises up, where coalescing tendrils bead. barometric drop. thermal ridge formation. climatic change. rain. our re-hydrated hearts thundered a lovers' syncopated throb and we fell to the earth, sinking into soaked ground. a handful of hair, she pulled with muscles tense from passion pressure while rivers rushed to gather in the crevice of locked lips. clothes peeled, and I slid along slick leg to find fertility, to feel her hot gasp on my neck, to feel her arms clench from affect, but we held to the crest, an ocean building underneath was awaiting release. hydraulic motion. dopamine crescendo. breath of infinity. spasm.
"and here in heat mirage, the tiniest smile she concedes evaporates, vaporizes and rises up, where coalescing tendrils bead." I'm in some kind of primitive psychosis or conceptual coma. Fluid man.
