Kokomo

perfume of a gentle, untamed summer,
sweet pie with mascarpone and cherry,
ice cream with chocolate and caramel,
adequately music swimmingly diffused,
tender whispers assaulting hot desires,
lips on a crystal with something dreamt,
and kisses on the nape to give frissons
there, [somewhere, someday, somehow]
[like a some Kokomo realm] felt tod‧a‧y

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