Erotic Software.

Look through the large window,
Do you see the city?
Let me walk naked through the immaculate room,
The light projector changes the tones of my skin and yours,
You are orange and I watch you slowly turn red, then green.
Your lips are precious when they change hue,
Do you like Distant Echoes by Vxllain, VØJ, and Narvent?
Alexa, lower the temperature.
Your thighs are exposed.
I smile and there are some falsettos on the electronic track.

When I get closer, I feel you tremble,
Can my being hack your senses?
Your silken fingers touch my torso,
Your eyes reflect the projector's colorful swirl,
Outside, the Teslas and electric cars seem to hum,
While...
The Toyota Mk4 sleeps.
Have you seen how that blue light changes the contour of your breasts?
Is the scent of your neck J'dore by Dior?
The embrace of your mouth on my member is warm.
Your gaze gets lost with Psilocybin;
The BPMs go up and down,
I feel the universe,
The wind howls.
We no longer have the names we were born with,
I lift you and submit, I want to possess you from behind,
Now we only have Nicks.
Your flesh is real, it sways with each thrust,
The synthetic only beautifies you,
Are you Satsuki and I Daiki?
Those old Anime names,
She was precious like you…
She had similar breasts,
Are you a mother today?
The city lights blend with the voices of the song,
I am being absorbed by you.
A loop,
Me penetrating you, you moan.
The halogen city, and that shining motorcycle.
You say my name, but it's the game's name,
No, I'm not that Daiki, although I also have dark skin.
Do you like my curls?
Now you turn, you hold me between your legs and look directly into my eyes.
Yes, the room is white, like your eyes when they deviate.
My phone's touchscreen lights up with a call.
What does the outside world matter?
The symmetrical garden of your pubis arouses me,
And every sensation is as if the film of your skin's system,
Had been created to thrill every sensor of mine.
Sakura fall like wishes, my kisses rain on you like neon sparks.
"D—." You murmur.
I no longer remember what I was called, so I let go.
Galaxies pass like mental images,
Your open mouth brushes my skin and we fall.
The atmosphere borders your silhouette,
Alexa, raise the temperature, or is it us?
You embrace me; I feel your nails, outside the cars glide.
Chemical processes are like small biological calculations,
A tone, the music doesn't stop, it's like a turbine,
Neither do I until I am.
I feel you tense, and my soul…
Could it also have been designed by the Grand Architect?
The orgasm DLC is like an astral journey,
The filament of your hair that floats penetrates,
I am expanding with you,
I load every genetic code into you and you nourish yourself like earth with water.
Because the music stopped and you…
You gladden my soul.

D.G. Falls
Song by Vxllain, VØJ and NarvenT - Distant Echoes.
Body of Work:
Cyberpoetry.
•All Rights Reserved