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                                 My desire for you haunts melike a yawn that will not
                                 come.It is so demanding and
                                 huge,I can not conceive ofbeing filled by you. I can't imagine anythingwill bring this yawn to
                                 bear. My cunt is trying to yawn,so I make myself smallto feel full.I suck on my knuckles and
                                 tongue,I cross my legs as tight as they
                                 will go,I lace my fingers together and
                                 squeeze,I curl my toes into little
                                 waves. My cunt is trying to open up
                                 huge enough to swallow you.It wants to be full.I wonder if I were to stuff my
                                 cuntwith one thousands cocks,would I then be fulfilled?If I were to hold one thousand
                                 thighs between my legs,and suck two thousand tits,would I then be fulfilled? I want to fill my cunt with all
                                 humanity.I want to suck on a
                                 mountain.I want to inhale the cosmosand get stars and planets lodged
                                 in my lungs.I want to turn myself inside
                                 outso that all I see becomes part
                                 of me. I am lovesick for the
                                 Universe.If I can't consume it,then let it consume me! Come on lover,give yourself up.Fill me as much as you're
                                 able,then let me squeeze out a little
                                 more.Let me suck you dry!Let me eat you out!Let's fill the gorge between
                                 uswith semen and mucus and saliva
                                 and piss.Let our body riverslice through the dry
                                 communityand cause trees and flowers and
                                 birds and insectsto spring out of the hard
                                 ground.Let us drench this parched
                                 Edenand bring the garden once more
                                 to blossom,like a yawn upon a drowsy
                                 body.   
 
                     
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