René Henrique Götz Licht

Chaser

Come to me without a hiss

but leave your body behind.

What I need is a kiss

that proceeds from your mind.

Do not enter the hole

flat like a sole.

Fly to me like a jerk fish

and empty your tears on my dish.

Walk as fast as possible;

run slowly like a dribble.

Fill me with your emptiness

until you become restless.

Stay, will you? Do not leave!

Touch me while I squeeze;

caress me with your air

and do take me to your lair.

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Published on e-Stories.org on 23.05.2021.

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