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harolrock
By letting myself get lost in the infinity that hovers between our bodies, I become a constellation in the sky reached only by dreams. Between our mouths, words abound, despite the stories already written, since forever, in the dense silence that precedes the sound. Our desires are like this, beautiful precisely because they are unspeakable. We share itineraries, destinies and effervescence. Our intercourse is a secret tattooed on the skin, it is the electricity of presence and the golden plenitude of the state of the art. The screens that separate us do not cool the inevitable heat of intention, nor can they contain, in their brilliance, the unleashed and raw imperative manifestation of instinct. We are stars that orbit each other in a galaxy of latencies, suggestions and possibilities. Our shared addiction is the incessant and irremediable desire for reality.
