Dawn precedes him
the blue hour
And the dawn is a few seconds
before the sun rises.
Day to night and vice versa.
This is how time goes by
cycles going on
Fractured watch, broken glass
leafless trees
tears rolling down the streets
the mirror smiling
puzzle pieces looking
empty to accommodate.
As he walks he is preceded by the first step,
to the path the frequency traveled.
The kiss is the preamble to the caresses
is to sow sunflower seeds
in your pores so that it flourishes
your skin.
A tour of the labyrinths
of your body, the finger touch of my
fingers to start the melody,
that will vibrate the strings of your
charms and pleasures...from there
your orgasms will take flight
to get lost in the deep
of the infinite