in my thoughts
its delicate scent emanates
through your eyes
the sun, as a virtual luv3r,
spreads velvety petals all over
sedated, my lips narrate
in the dialect of one million stardust
cosmic words paint the skin
of your dream in the hue of my shade
your mouth tastes any part of me
using the moisture codex of love
un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᶜᵒᶜᵒ
niña │ The Wandering Caretaker
