Paroles de Utopia

"Concubine…" I wonder if she rambles thru fertile playgrounds when she concur to my swooning fecundity swollen in the radiance of her lithesome flesh I cut and run from the bells of posterity… Utopia comes to mind with such genuine efficacy mocking the languorous image of your lives I touched her breast with musing concupiscence and slumbered languidly with the mirror-soul I would rise to face the liabilities if ambrosia was bestowed her bowl… …its energy keeps pushing me onto compulsory thrusting knives its energy keeps pushing me… Nothing moves, velocity boosts thru monotone speech our lust soars bound in the orbit of radical u-turns I sought and found a pleasant refuge in your breach and sweetheart: I say these fires still burn…