Sonnet of the Woman in the Sun. A woman in the sun - that's all my desire, coming from the salt of the sea, naked, arms in a cross. The flower on the lips half open for the kiss, the skin shining with all the pollen in the light. A beautiful woman with resting breasts, naked and warm in the sun - that's all I need. The tender belly, damp fur and a smile, on the edge of lips parted for enjoyment. A woman in the sun for whom I lean over, who drinks me and bites me, with whom I lament and who, when submitting, rages and sobs. And try to expel me, and when I feel absent, look for me again - and let yourself sleep. When, pacified, I have to leave. #fetish