🌲🤎...I'll take you to me...
But not to make love.
That you,
who knows how you do it.
I think bite the pillow.
In my opinion when you like it you make a mess.
Anyway,
no,
that's not why.
You've seen a lot of rooms.
And mine is not that different from the others.
I wish it would happen slowly...
Starting from the present and going away.
I bring you here to me among the involuntary gestures of thought,
among my fantasies...
My infinite journeys...
What I call poetry.
A dew step between my liqueurs and my beers,
where it's always late for me.
But you will find a corner of the sky to lie down on.
It's full of people out there,
doctors studying life with strange devices...
but in my soul nobody wants to get their hands on it.
You know what I say?
I keep it,
shattered,
this heart that makes a strange noise.
Messy and beautiful.
Like all half-broken things.
A star in the middle of the chest that burns when it's night.
You can hear it from here too.
What do you think about it?
But yeah,
let's leave it at that.
Fuck this life.
Fuck death too.
Come here.
Hug me tighter.
Tell me you're here and then shut up.
I suffer from mood syndrome,
partially basement.
If you bring me some light...
Let's play kisses...
🤎💖💗💕💓💘💞💝
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