honey bee…


Femme by Krzyzanowski Art

it’s the hour with the scent of your smile; that smile
with which, you simulated your absence; an absence
that welded my own presence in you more strongly;
the presence which seems to start daily with a new
foreplay for testing your balance; a balance situated
between loving and forgetting and which pollinates
your eardrums, my only dear tenderly one, honey bee
©ᵏᴼᵏᴼ ↭ un p’tit je ne sais quoi

Mild Orange │ Madrugada

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