I rather use my tongue to fall in love. I do want dramatic, magic, inaccessible romance. An overdose of feelings. A full-moon love, just the night spirits melting on a row of music. Something pure, something dingy. I do actually want to go how far as possible into the body of my sweet, hard lover. In all the far reaches of the universe; even aloof, I'm with you. That's all that i've been dreaming of: an anesthetic love; kinesthetic. That fascinating kind of human that pierce the silence.

G. Otero.