Maria Barbara Korynt


A warm coolness


You are searching from the morning
for the oasis. It is only a mirage.
Don't delude yourself.
You didn't want to listen
to the roar of the calm river.

Therefore now, instead
of the caravan, alone donkeys
are pulling the hearse.Don't delude
yourself! It is also only a mirage.
You are on hot sand.

Fat is melting. It is sizzling.
You can finally fry what you have
and give it on deep, for of the ones
insatiable they. Still won't
have enough. These are 'Jaws'.

And in 'Igloo' are dancing the
undressed Eskimos.They are serving
burning bananas.
And in the 'Igloo' is dancing.
Warm coolness...

Submitted: Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Edited: Sunday, August 30, 2009

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  • Rookie - 154 Points Dr.subhendu Kar (4/23/2009 4:52:00 PM)

    insatiable they. Still won't
    have enough. These are 'Jaws'...........fantastic exposition quest spatial bedecked with mysticism, that always haunts man and woman all along by feeling of organic sweetness at all notches of time and age in the mystical matrix of love of course in different fashion from dawn to dusk by it sacred sanctity, yes there you are! ! ! , that desire inflicts and afflicts all along like jaws to tear away the last dreg scarlet bloods into white dusts unto the finale and mysticism shrouds the psychic strength leading to dissolution of mirage of that luscious glow..! ! , wonderful curving of craving across the colors of art of love in the room of rainbow. yet superbly wrought ingenious by the imagery,10++++++, thanks for sharing like river rippling across the jingle of sweet breeze, thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Greenwolfe 1962 (4/18/2009 5:37:00 PM)

    I don't know why, but I consider this one funny. It may be because I
    can see a man and a woman crossing the burning desert sand and
    she is constantly hounding him about getting them into this situation
    when they could be nice and warm in an igloo instead. HaHaHaHa!
    Anyway. That's my interpretation. HaHaHaHaHa!

    GW62 (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 127 Points Allemagne Roßmann (4/15/2009 5:58:00 AM)

    Khharasho! Khharasho! (Russian-Good! Good!)
    I like the way Eskimos presented bananas.I lack potassium in me....so i crave for more such bananas though am not gay.A good application. A 10 from me. (Report) Reply

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