BY ANDREA ALONSO AND AMANDA KELLY ESPIRITU
Lean in and sway
Feel the curved canyons of my palms under yours
Dive into the infinitude of my soul, these eyes of mine
Let me sink into the moat that surrounds your psyche
As I run my fingers over every part of your body
Reaching for territories unknown
Consuming adulterous passions overcomes me in ways The Lord would not be pleased, but Lord have mercy!
Your lips and hands leaving indentations upon my hollowed cheeks, sipping at the smirk at the edge of your dimples
Bodies in flames of the richest hues of reds and passionate purples artists can only see in dreams
I become an inferno, self-combustion sweetened by the air around you.
They say God damns those who sinfully succumb under sweet wisps from sultry sensuous dreams,
But tell me, if the good Lord damns
Why bless the earth with thy damnable beauty?