mhm.. yes..

source📸 Rites of Love and Math, — ❝The true language of love? It's math❞
savor me utterly; i smell like spring's flowers;
direct your lips tenderly on my tender grapes;
paint your fire on my being; [mhm] unleash it;
set your sanctuary into my scorching shelter;
let the words be your hands preaching desire...
yes, from my flowery twig in your sacred scent;
✓✍🏻 ;₎₎
un p’tit je ne sais quoi © coco
Alberta & The Dead Eyes ♪ Reuben And The Dark

bunch of emotions organized in words

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