Magma Fever

Damaso

My entrails reverberate
Your skin, smooth stone,
Activate my worst wishes
that melt my ego.

in search of mercy I kneel. 
Pleading:
punish us in friction and shock.
Just having found us ...
The abstract crosses us.

The taste of madness
In his wild smile, owner,
Play delicate, subtle and smiling
With the wolf's mustaches.

Looking for your fury or thirst?
Palpo the pleasure of waiting.
frame after frame drawing
my role as super-champion king,
soaked in Ruine Babas.

Magma in fever veins,
The complicity of the meeting
intertwined in other lives brings fire.

The hunger looks
I see get rid of the ground.
The pain line numbs.
Only delight, in torture.

Sinful talk
They stop between my teeth
as waves contained in the rocks.

It's just a matter of time
that explodes in a thousand pieces
My terrible gross truth.

My kisses will die.
Eternally.

Road to the cremaster,
to the altar of silicon,
The rock language of my praises.

  • Author: Pari4 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 24th, 2025 13:20
  • Comment from author about the poem: The woman in the tango lyrics appeared from the first works and continued to do so over time becoming an unavoidable character as she refers to that mythical world built around this musical genre. His figure, as it appears in the predominant representations at all times, has not always remained the same but has been varying over time accompanying a society that has also been changing. Today my punk tango.
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  • Users favorite of this poem: Poetic Licence, Friendship, Priya Tomar, Tristan Robert Lange
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  • sorenbarrett

    A land of fantasy fills this poem. Surreal

    • Damaso

      I am very happy that you have read and leave your return. I have tried a story of tortuous pleasure where the extreme is not defined well. Good that has been to your liking. Kind regards

      • sorenbarrett

        My pleasure

      • Poetic Licence

        I am hoping this is more fantasy than reality, because you wouldn't want to be in this world, though I feel the character has chosen this and offered himself, very interesting, intriguing, entertaining and dark write, very nicely written

        • Damaso

          Wow thank you very much Lord for your return is for others appreciated for me. I understand what a very dangerous game refers to where everything can come out very badly just with which the sun rises. I look for a story of those who have fallen into the distortion trap of the pleasure-color limits. I am glad that it was to your liking. Kind regards

          • Poetic Licence

            You are very welcome

          • Friendship

            Well written,Your poem seems to stem from a desire to articulate the complexities of human emotions, revealing the dual nature of intimacy as both fulfilling and painful. Overall, the poem captures the essence of a tumultuous emotional landscape, reflecting the intricacies of desire, identity, and the human condition.

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            • Damaso

              Well, I'm very happy that it was to your liking. A great return was to capture many of the seconds that try to incorporate and give it an intention. A very optimistic look. Thank you very much for taking the time to read. Kind regards

            • Priya Tomar

              The poem explores emotion, desire , surrender using intense imagery and contrasts.
              Well written

              • Damaso

                Hey good thank you very much for the good written is a very optimistic look on the text. I'm glad I connected that way. Very friendly to read and leave your words of breath. They will help me surely. Kind regards

                • Priya Tomar

                  You are most welcome

                • Tristan Robert Lange

                  What a powerful incarnation of that mythic figure, Damaso. She’s fierce, elusive, and fully alive here...written into heat, rhythm, and ruin. A tango of flame and fangs. Truly, an excellent job, my dear friend. πŸ–€πŸ™πŸ•―οΈπŸ¦β€β¬›

                  • Damaso

                    Wow, my friend, I'm so glad you found it that way. And that you've connected in such a way with the text and the concept I humbly wanted to clumsily honor. It fills me with inspiration. Hugs and have a great weekend!

                    • Tristan Robert Lange

                      Hugs, my friend. You are most welcome! You too!



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