Venus
Trapped in the foam,
underneath the clouds,
I breathe the sweet poison
of your kiss.
Lungs wheeze, overcome by
this asphyxial experience
Wrapped between the legs
of the pale, lovely goddess,
I dissolve and slip
away... defeated by her infectious touch
An object floating,
innocence vanquished by treacherous beauty.
Love is fatal to the naïve
enfants.
But love remains the last
hope of the cosmos.
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