hold on


out of the blue… a memory with you
sealed my lips, my soul, my spirit…
you can feel its symptom in my smile,
suavely ruled by a bijou star, which
like a torus fire burns smoldering
while flowers and bees hold on for you
translation of a new version of mine, —
so, zip it… even so… I’m your girl
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un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᶜᵒᶜᵒ ;₎₎
Gus Seyffert │ Eleni Mandell