in the breath of a buoyant thought
traces from you caressed on me
are bulldozing the bestial mirages
you walled me in watermelon sugar
to look like an altar where you love
to kneel sniffing thru traces of lace
while your oceans inspire inside me
using thrilling brutality of a butterfly
woven with the litany of your teeth
✓✍🏻 ;₎₎
un p’tit je ne sais quoi © coco
TenderA │ Charlotte Cardin
