caress me, baby

Tenderness, —
I got to be wrapped...
Preciousness, —
wrap me, please...
I'm cold, —
Come... — Take me
 in the season of hell
with the drunken boat
of the Rimbaud
if you wanna, — or...
in the waste-land
with the cruelest April
of Eliot's, - but come...
come to caress me, baby
…
©ᵏᴼᵏᴼ ↭ un p'tit je ne sais quoi

The Blues Project
by — coco © un p’tit je ne sais quoi — ✓✍🏻
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bunch of emotions organized in words

what's sealed there, it's felt here deeply

  • dis-moi...
    Dis-moi , — t'es aussi proche de moi autant que j'suis proche de toi? Tell me, — are you so close to me as I am close to you? Y a-t-...
  • the gift
    love has the shape of my heart... its dream is to dream my DNA is made from longing's cells... no wonder i push you to live longings but...
  • the touch of your loving hand
    mornings' selfless substitute without coffee could be  the touch of your loving hand slipping smoothly under my moon's eyelid climbi...
  • liquid nights
    your thought never knocks at the door of my dreams... simply gets in, [straight from the night's road famished of me], — naked undressed...
  • her
    in all her essences with every life of his he looks for her forever to loves her into each ✓✍🏻 un p’tit ...
  • time capsule
    amid of their playground love she's abandoned herself unreservedly, her sensuality spill passion imprints of his lips shine on...
  • rainy day lover…
    my body,— a rich field fertile, exquisite; my bosoms,— succulent ripened fruits; my abdomen,— a flora and fauna con...
  • how deep is the ocean…
    instead of saying to him, I love You, like a chef, I make his favorite dish, I kiss him in the morning and night, I laugh at his jok...
  • if ya wanna be bad - ya gotta be good
    isn't the woman's job to act reasonably but just the man's job of proving to her that she has for who ...ther...
  • la nuit
    I've got dreams about you all perverted and penned... [dans la nuit ] there... [thru the many moons ' eyes] I know nothing else to b...