I can’t tell you why…

through your eyes, I dream,
in your dream, I’m pulled
with fun spells and songs
thrown by different senses

through your mouth, I eat
love rebuild and fixed
in your time and space
garnished with your visions

through your thoughts, I am
wildflower perfume guided
in your bedding where once
I have been and I will be still
©ᵏᴼᵏᴼ ↭ un p’tit je ne sais quoi

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