In your beautiful nakedness, You are dazzling like the sun in May! And I, unfortunate, burn at the bonfire of bestial lust. Being in the lakes of the heavenly blue You look at my torment. And I am not able to hide, alas, the Sign of my crazy attraction! But he rebelled, and breaks into the battle, Like a slave ready for death, And he is no longer a slave—a hero, And immortality is destined for him. And now we hugged. And our lips merged in a kiss. And your nails dug into my back. And I ran into you........ I caress your slender body, And I do not have enough hands. And you directed him, And a sweet moan flies from hot lips. Hearts are beating, cells are breaking. Blood pulsates through veins. The bodies in a battle of love fight, Separating, then weaving again. And here is the last spurt. A blissful moan fell into heaven. The zealous fighter twitched, And in the bowels of the wet stream hit. Two blue skies before me. Tired smile of tender lips. We lie next to you. The once-mighty oak is also lying........
# Call of the Wild The forest calls with a voice of wind, the mountains echo in my blood— I hear it in the break of dawn, that ancient song, that primal cry rising from the earth's deep throat. My bones remember what my mind has never known: the taste of rain, the ache of hunger, the sharp sweetness of survival. I am the hunted and the hunter both, caught in that terrible dance. The city walls grow thin as paper. I feel them crumble at the edges, worn away by something wild that stirs beneath my ribs— a beast that knows its name only in silence, only in darkness, only when the moon pulls at my skin like a hand I cannot shake. I am tame only by habit, by the careful choreography of these tamed days. But listen— listen to the thunder in my chest, the howl that lives behind my teeth, the unfinished story written in the grammar of my bones. One day I will answer. One day the call will be too loud for all these walls to hold. I will shed this borrowed skin and run, and run, and run until I find the creature I was always meant to be.
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