hot thoughts

morning desires to yip all-day
to comfort you as if I kiss you

yet, changes are in intonations
making any sound to dissipate

if’s there any confusion, eject it
to feel just my murmurs of love

sip a coffee in your dreamy road
tinted by a windy wave, to bit you

in a spiced perfume of peony, joy
coriander, citrus, feel me, wear it

in your hot thoughts let it be me
love you in the divine frequency


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