Pink Dreams
By PoloN14

As we feverishly drink pink dreams
we manipulate death.
I boil shadowy blood, 
flood sweet gardens and Juice lucious whispers 
to the raw beat of delirious vision.
Visions of ultramarine crestantmoon ass
open wide in Cheshire Cat grin
dim ultraviolet strobes.
Smooth skin of bare breasts 
Moan to please the iron pole-
I chant drunken symphony 
through crying moments
as we backstroke up to another intoxicating bowl.

~~*~SunShower~*~~