instinct


hands of your thoughts
took the hands of my thoughts
looking for love

the alive light of your eyes
got entwined natural
in devouring light of my eyes

the champaigns, valleys, and
mountains of my body
are uttering unuttered poems

happiness exerts
in our lust and longing
using the instinct vocal cords
of our dangerous gift, —
life…

un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᶜᵒᶜᵒ ;₎₎

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