conchitta - Poet of Transcendental Pleasure
2026/01/29

Poet of Transcendental Pleasure

"I love to pronounce Your name on cold nights, in which angels get drunk on the nectar poisoned by lust; And I agonize As I recall in the immature colors of the delayed dawn the radiance of your eyes. -Somber Beast Lucky Beauty – These murky and swampy nights Which I usually drink from your thirsty mouth a perfume mingled …