Tools of Dilusions

The chemical taste, smell of burnt rubber. Deliver me headspace add the fire, then replace, touch to glasd; emergency! A tool, a texture, a cloud ... then a fuzzy pleasure. Bright lights produce a low steady hum ... I watch her shave her legs I love her sexy slender form. Delirious case, not amongst the norm. Souls entwined, arm in arm. Tattoo my name on your left arm give me a kiss, a pop to share before we sexually perform. Make a video for pleasure and currency a tool of delusion the illusion is that ... she loves me ...