Love is bed.
Sleep love me.
Lonely love in
Bed. I am bed.and those darn springs
pierce meThis bed be soft.
soft as sheet
Her loving embrace
at first gentle
piercing wounds she leaves
scarring/// tissue bleeding
Head Rest
A woman for you
Would be a balm.A woman for me
In my palm
Blessed beIf I were a woman
Iโd know how to answer.
You may take your chance
At love if you give enough
There is a woman.inside
All of us
Embracing that which
The springs miss (bed time)
Her divinity in balance
Her stronger points
The Robot (in oil covered)
Smiling