Necessity is placed upon me knowing you are the source of my serendipity
Make-up melting
Tu eres mi pecado mortal
Covered in body prints and finger prints and you above me
Your name written indelibly upon my body in your genetic history
As you lick torturing me
I get a temporary case of tourettes
in a four octave-range screaming your name
You fucking me makes me bilingual.
(parts of Bilingual by Jose Nunez)
