once there was a girl who fell in love with a ghost …

18 Tuesday Jun 2013

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there was once a girl who fell in love with a ghost ….
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Minha amada tem nenhuma de carne, tem nenhuma de pele, tem nenhuma pêlo. Minha amada é lisa como um fantasma. Ele está no jardim. Ele está arrancando as pétalas fora flores. “Ela me ama … Ela não me ama …” Minha amada é azul.
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My beloved has no body, has no skin, has no fur. My beloved is smooth like a ghost. He is in the garden. He is plucking the petals off flowers. “She loves me … She loves me not …” My beloved is blue.

following wet footprints

17 Monday Jun 2013

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after her orgasm, art, blue-skinned ghost, haiku, miko, Poetry, shrine priestess

after her orgasm
following wet footprints
back to her grave

at the door of the house

17 Monday Jun 2013

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art, Casa de orgasmo, entering the house of the orgasm, miko, Poetry, Portuguese translation

Quando a orgasmo vem, e o vento sopra e canta para os deuses; por favor, orem por mim. Eu sou o suplicante. Você deve lamber minha carne. Minha pele que é poesia. Casa de orgasmo. Você alega que você é o redentor de delírios. Amor e os deuses pode ser delírios, mas eles são a única loucura que eu sei.
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When the orgasm comes and the wind blows and sings to the gods; please, pray for me. I am the supplicant. You must lick my flesh. My skin is poetry. The house of the orgasm. You claim that you are the redeemer of delusions. Love and the gods may be delusions, but they are the only madness that I know.

more than biology

13 Thursday Jun 2013

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Eu não concordo que este é nada mais que um truque da natureza, que nos impele a ter nossa espécie preservada. No chão do banheiro, nossas roupas. No chuveiro, nossas corpos suados. No ar, sussurros e gemidos. Isto é como os deuses falar. O orgasmo que nos permite ver seus rostos. Um pouco a língua, delírio e um quente do noite. Esta mais do que simples biologia.
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I do not agree that this is nothing more than some trick of nature that forces us to have our species preserved. On the bathroom floor, our clothes. In the shower, our sweaty bodies. In the air, whispers and moans. This is how the gods speak. The orgasm that allows us to see their faces. A little tongue, delirium and one hot night. This more than just mere biology.
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in her lover’s tongue

12 Wednesday Jun 2013

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A grave lost at dusk.
She speaks to her dead lover
in her lover’s tongue.

II.
Two fingers inside.
What do I taste like? Bleed me.
Fuck me. Make me burn.

III.
I’m fire: fire’s climax.
I burn, I die, I embrace
all our little deaths.

the night’s baby daughter

10 Monday Jun 2013

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i will burn through you (eu vou queimar através de você)

08 Saturday Jun 2013

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alien, eu vou queimar através de você, I will burn through you, Poetry, Portuguese translation, xenomorph sex

Línguas, garras, fantasias na tua boca.
Beijar meu alienígena de ácido
revestimento meu grelo e lábios.
De orgasmo do supernova explodindo.
Meu desejo completamente cósmico.
Beije-me, se você ousar.
Meu esporra vai queimar através de você.
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Tongues, claws, fantasies in your mouth.
Kiss my alien acid
coating my clit and lips.
Supernova exploding orgasm.
My desire is completely cosmic.
Kiss me, if you dare.
My cum will burn right through you.

Eu sou um química adoradora, entendimento purple haze, xenomorph desejos. Uma punheta torna-se longas noites de alegrias breves sob as pontas dos dedos. Você não está entendendo. Ácido entrelaçada com meu sangue. Extraterrestre movimentos da minha pele. Alien sentimento e desejo.
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I am a worshiper of chemistry, understanding purple haze, xenomorph desires. A handjob becomes long nights of brief joys under the fingertips. You do not understand. Acid intertwined with my blood. Extraterrestrial movements of my skin. Alien feelings and desire.

sister at prayer

05 Wednesday Jun 2013

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art, lost in the mystery, nude, prayer is erotic, sister of mine

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battle axe, my love (machado de batalha, meu amor)

05 Wednesday Jun 2013

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língua com língua
a deusa pode querer o seu pentelho
chupo
seu
clitóris
beijo
teus
pêlos
todos nós sonhamos alguém
alguém que vai fazer você se sentir como uma astro de cinema
eterno
divino …
… tudo o que posso prometer
é que vou tentar
o meu melhor.
Machado de batalha, ai, meu amor

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tongue with tongue
the goddess may want your cunt
suck
your
clitoris
kiss
your
hair
we all dream about someone
someone who will make us feel like a movie star
eternal
divine …
… all I can promise
is that I’ll try
my best.
Battle axe, O, my love

dress me like a catamitus (vestir-me como um catamitus)

03 Monday Jun 2013

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androgtnous girl, art, Dress me like a catamitus, Poetry, Portuguese translation, rent boy, Vestir-me como um catamitus

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Faça-me grávida de algo diferente; deusa de água, esporra, e vida. Vestir-me como um catamitus. Permita-me cobram por hora. Há chamas em teu nos desejos. Incendeiam-me. Lambida toda agonia e mortalidade para fora de o ventre do meu corpo. Diga-me, eu sou o mais bonito de todos os meninos.
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Make me pregnant with something different; goddess of water, cum, and life. Dress me like a catamitus. Allow me to charge by the hour. There are flames in your desires. Burn me. Lick all agony and death out of my body’s womb. Tell me I’m the most beautiful of all the boys.
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