I dedicate IrViUs.
AS YESTERDAY AFTER THE RAIN THAT WAS
(petty-primitive Romance)
Your frail body
under cover pajamas,
fuses trembled
and later embraced.
Night scented body
with wet rain,
we took from
pajamas together.
Your frail body
without cover pajamas
fantastic true story
echoed dodging.
Your frail body,
pushing, groaning,
and Palen hunting
me greedily bites.
No animal is not screaming,
went cascade waterfall,
a continuous stream
without encountering obstacles.
And they stayed in the fog,
not washing away the rain,
your explosions at the start
and end of a record.
IgVaS. 07.10.2017.