taste

it seems you've been calling out my mind
in your sweet poisoning

your whispers touched me and made me
to taste each sensation

my dream got chorded in the velvet sheets
by the bedding's suspires

and I know the alarm clock will be my smile
breathed intensely [by you...]

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