Your beauty is classic

Your presence is magic

I long for your dance

Supple and orgasmic


You are sculpted shadow

Drawing strength from deep waters

The torrid currents reverberate

Moving ecstasy further


This is a fantasy

Etched in rhyme

I imagine your chemistry

I imagine your mind


You bring bulletproof style

Framed by chiseled features

Your shadows move effortlessly

Like tectonic plates beneath us


Shadow magic gestates transformation

Focusing alchemy and transmutation

We unleash the seismic force of imagination

Yearning for emancipation and collective liberation


I see your sculpted body

I try to imbue it with meaning

I conjure hypermodern mythology

A tapestry of pulsating feelings


Shadow magic is destiny

It is erotic power transformed

You vibrate with currents of electricity

Summoning a growing revolutionary storm

Images are by @dariomattus on IG



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