i can die in your arms i can die in your arms my body like a hook supported by your drawn hands, labyrinthine, full of features, one firm, grounded nails dug into my back, while the other rests delicately between your breasts and goes down , hurry down your fingers are like the highest keys of a piano: shy of singing softly a complex, immense, heavy body I want to die in your arms when the graceful keys touch my wet peach filled by your vivid rose-red member my head touches the floor of despair: the neck given over to the razor your tongue captures my tongue holds me hostage for hours hours hours breathes the air from my lungs returns to my mouth the gale of me that infiltrated you moans, turns me around, I look at you all in shivers , eye to eye you know everything about me I know about you and like an old favorite movie, it never loses its grace I rest my chin on your shoulder that I bite with pleasure, my endless hair covers your vast back, in the cadence of pelvis against pelvis , back-and-forth, back-and-forth your soul loves me even as it hates me and that makes me cry a lot a lot a lot I scream and flow everywhere over a long moment you hold me lying down like a naive girl put to bed hand over my face with tenderness in your firmament I am small I am a woman I am spirit caress the back of your hand with the apple of your cheek, I lick finger by finger smiling at you love is perverse, it is a secret it is dreamlike whisper in my ear I want to hear I attack you from ghana: kill me! from loving me so much, kill me! I can die in your arms, absolutely, from my middle to my end