my steps sound in the rhythm of your thoughts
thoughts that are calling me out in your dreams
dreams that have velvety skin kissed smoothly
by a gentle and alluring sweet violets perfume
charming attached at the voice of a nightingale
on the fold of the stars and moon's wrist drunk
with its abandon thru the lust of our carnalities
✓✍🏻 ;₎₎
un p’tit je ne sais quoi © coco
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