nightmares are fond memories
the longing's light is on, —
about an hour will let me lounge
the mental pictures urge, —
i'm faced with all you'll do to me
frissons and butterflies rouse, —
my eyes utter what mouth can't
in love with the present, —
the moment lives me, i live it too
your joy was to please me, —
nightmares are fond memories
orgasm tacit in unison, —
you smile, i smile, — sleep tight
[my p'tit je ne sais quoi allured
in my poetic Stockholmsvy]
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