just dropped in

I don't want anymore
our tempo to be interrupted
by some outsiders

all I wanna listen to is
your very coquetted rustles
caressing my eardrums

everything else,
the others can only dream
will happen to them, —

(it just dropped in
to see what condition
my condition was in), —

a precious sensation,
a yearning climax,
next to a furtive smile, —

yours, mine, jazzing up
in a whispered touch like is
today, ᵀᴼDʳᵉᵃᵐAᵇᵒᵘᵗYᵒᵘ‧‧‧

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