heavenly

The Scribe by Jonas Kunickas
the climate of my thoughts
it's consumed into a kiss
soft, long, wild, heavenly

my mind invokes you
with all arguments of lust
thirsted as an empty pen

your silhouette is contoured
by my eyes, using their color
costumed in the outfit of love

my breath is modulated with
all whispers of your touches
mysterious felt on my body

you, sculptor of my thoughts,
the climate that you set in me
©ᵏᴼᵏᴼ ↭ un p'tit je ne sais quoi

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