Levediddad Del Ser Poem by Marxist illuminatti

Be still my heart beat
for it dosent know what it needs
racing and pacing contemplating for it is very well aware of what it sees
Nearing your presence, the aroma of your perfume sparking engulfing desire, your gentle voice licking the flames of my carnal fire
as a beast i hunger as a child i attach to you
neseling the womb
or maybe deepining the wound
For our truth is much to coarse for words
yet our eminent doom has lead me to one question & one question alone
Is an eternity with no substance, no hopes, no obstacles truly better than an instant of beliving? ? ? ? ?