I hid some kisses in the deepest inner maze of your eardrum
then I filled it with music and few witty words highly heard
in any language, sufficiently for my tongue and yours to can
replace any tone, any consonant, and syllable, for we to melt
in any new/old suspiration invented and storied by both of us
into multitudes of our fire and joy carved by our desires using
beastly sensual hues fueled with many other slippery sounds
inside of our mutual lusts and a kiss-kiss-bang-bang volume
✓✍🏻 ;₎₎
un p'tit je ne sais quoi © ᵏᴼᵏᴼ
The Eden House
