Much Us - Nahemah

Much as you close your ears and your pores

my breath waves will pierce you

which humid will be soaked by your skin

even though you try to close it And you will hear the whistle of the arrows

that are aimed at you from my mouth

and you will absorb the blood my tongue

will inject inside your veins

And you will feel my words

turning around your neck

asphyxiating you with this

beautiful torture of sweet flavoured

strangulation

Much as you close your ears and your pores

you will smoke, from my lips

this smoke transfigured in silhouettes

from my lungs to your lungs