coffee


[all the others came naturally…]

📸Stephen D. Colhoun, — Laughing woman with a cup, 1955

in an antagonistic dream [refined]
between time and space [quoted]
a coffee‘s steam has slid furtively
to one of my anesthetized shades

1stly, it combed my untamed spirit
2ndly, it waked my naughty smile
3rdly, it adjusted my breath to [his]
[all the others came naturally…]
✓✍🏻 ;₎₎
un p’tit je ne sais quoi © coco

Ömer Balık ♪

mhm.. yes..


source📸 Rites of Love and Math, —
❝The true language of love? It’s math❞

savor me utterly; i smell like spring’s flowers;
direct your lips tenderly on my tender grapes;
paint your fire on my being; [mhm] unleash it;
set your sanctuary into my scorching shelter;
let the words be your hands preaching desire…
yes, from my flowery twig in your sacred scent;
✓✍🏻 ;₎₎
un p’tit je ne sais quoi © coco

Alberta & The Dead Eyes ♪
Reuben And The Dark ♪

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