into their playground love's atmosphere,
she's abandoned herself unreservedly,
(her sensuality spill passion)
imprints of his lips shine on her smile
while his lungs, lustily, scan her venus,
(anointed in her absolute)
beauty wears the name of his climax…
cryptic touches, delights, and suspires, —
(a bohemian time capsule in the wild)
un p’tit je ne sais quoi ©
PoeticEssences ᵏᴼᵏᴼ
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