“Human Rumi. A lover who’d strike me into pieces with their words. Kiss me till my mouth runs dry. Scathe my back with her nails and call on my ancestors to help her take the life out of me. I want to disappear into her generous bosom, deep down into her raunchy thoughts…..lace…lace all the way.
A lover to entice me. I would savour spreading her continents apart until I can see her deepest secrets laying bare on the surface of her skin. I go deep like an excavator and I come out with the life that remained of what everyone thought was dead.
And that means setting her soul on fire until the sun comes out. Until she tells me which part to enter because she doesn’t want to end the pleasure. And I’d ask her, ‘What do you want me to do to you?'”