bad love


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 ;₎₎

originally shared at the date, September 21, 2017

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