Stream Of Consciousness(Part Two) Poem by Samael Wolf

Woke up, wow

how did I get here

and who's is this bed

feeling something or someone

warm up against me

I notice a large boob

not far from my reach

who am I, to resist such a moment

that is when our eyes met

and even in extreme

times like this

I have never wanted to kiss

someone more than I do now



Getting here was somewhat blurry

but now I think

there's no big hurry

Now lets do whatever we did,

now that we're conscious.