The Irrevant dance of the MInd( a love story)

She was/is brazen, as she is harsh. She had her hair chopped off. Her breasts perched out-like 2 glorious watermelons in the prison of her green shirt. She lipped each cigarette-hiding her eyes from the sun, and the world, god, herself...behind a pair of wretched sunglasses. She was/is whole inside of herself! We both were silent as we walked across 4th and Pennsylvania-she disappeared before we even touched the other side of the street. She was a momentary angel- she drifted away with the wind. I was amazed by her misplaced sadness, solidified with her concrete of pride.Though I layed in a prison of envy and jealousy. i wanted more to touch her, and have her reveal her gifts to me- in all my limited male delight. TO MY EYES AND COCK! I wanted to be her, sick of this exhile of self. I wanted her brutal honesty, as she lapped up each puff of cigarette! I wanted to be that cigarette- being pressed tightly against all her lips- mouth and crotch/vagina! I wanted to ravage her body- in a pure one on ecstasy-beyond sex-beyond the body and marriage of Heaven and hell. I long, and reached to embrace her horizons(and insides)! As I descended- dreamt of her flogging my mediocre male visage. she grabbed head long into/unto my soul....without her look at me, or the sun-moon star, that adrift wondering/wandering in the sky. It was utterly sad, and depraved- that we said nothing to each other....laying calm, in our distance and silence. I RAPED HER WITH THE BRUTALITY OF MY male EYES. without the care of sin- or an entreating into hell. At that moment of her grace, I went through her prison/person. I became intoxicated by her breasts- which were held tight by her shirt. I wanted my cock to lay between them-spitting my truths, and lies into her mouth and between her eyes. Then she could chew the parasitical-caner COCK off until my crotch layed open and free as a bleeding CUNT- it so screams to be! She'd take her cigarette- and burn my face- and bite bite into my neck(as though it was an apple from the garden of EDEN.) I'd be shackled to her thighs-head /eyes/nose, attached to her crotch. I move my head quickly/guilty/swiftly like a pigeon in search for food. I'd pour out my entire being into her womb-letting it spill, and bathe me until I was clean.-for which I year to be. She'd light another cigarette,let me burn her flesh as well-innocently alive in one another. For the one on one cannot be complete-without a mutual burn. She'd still be chewing on my dissolving cock- in her mouth! She chew it ever so slowly-letting me bleed/breed freely all over her, and me! While we were waiting for the ambulance to come, I was becoming a little woosey- from the loss of blood. though in all gaining the truest form of all myself, and soul manifestations. I have ever been! Ah- how glorious the bodie can be in such moments of Joy, and excrement! She spit all the chunks of my dead parasitical phallus into my mouth- so I could enjoy in my own REBIRTH! Now we touch each other- knowing and understanding what making love really is. She'd hold me in her arms....so I would not fall asleep.I was dieing(being set free) from the loss of blood. In that moment we would hear the ambulance pull up- which we waited four hours. She'd held me even tighter. we both smile at each other eyes-the sunglasses having fallen off in the opera of our embrace. The ambulance team cam in horrified at the sight.1

"What happen her?"2

"I pulled off my parasitical cock-chopped it up-and threw it in the garbage disposal in the sink. And Lynne helped me till you got here! I said laughing, and giggling. 3

"Exactly what Joseph said officer." Lynee says with her angelic smile. 4

"OH!?!" says the paramedic." How bloody sick!" They put both Lynne, and me on the stretcher without breaking US APART!5