one by one

successivement © un p’tit je ne sais quoi

your lips… your lips are stepping tenderly
on the soft warmth of my breasts
without to deceit any part of them
or to erode them by some means

the humid air of your tongue breathes me
correcting daily… one by one
my primordial sounds that lured you… so,
how did we become a moment of love ؟?

you didn’t do it like me i didn’t do it like you
yet, we merged with each other
turning us in a structure without rules…
we’re just painted by the sun arrowed by moon
un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᶜᵒᶜᵒ ;₎₎

The Blue Stones • indie music

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