in love’s poem, — sometimes,
when you whisper to me,
am silent… —
so magnificent is
to listen to your caresses, —
so exquisite is
to see my dream slide smoothly
on the limit of your lips, —
so sophisticated is
the dispute of my heart
with the breeze of your voice, —
so sexy is
to hear you howling without fuss
into so good bad love of mine
…
un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᶜᵒᶜᵒ ;₎₎
