are you looking for someone to love


Any of my written pages cover you with my blanket of stars

set in a transparent vocabulary of the music, noble adapted
to show the way of loving you for both of us, only to get lost
in the poetic experience of freedom and the pleasure dialect
fermented in the mystery of what we wanna hear, so delish
translated by our lips that love to insult any part of our bodies
with fiercely & gently kisses till we get lost in sweet translation
raised and sunken in vulnerable feelings of our dreamt clichés.
But if you don’t know why are you looking for someone to love,
then any page of mine is blank, exactly like your endless cloud
shaped by your doubts and indifference for defaming any soul
and mind, which will make ’em scour and pick back all pieces.

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un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᶜᵒᶜᵒ ;₎₎
Femme Schmidt