Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

he takes down all my jewels, — slowly the breath of his soft lips, — surrounds my neck, chains of beads, gems of thrills, orgasmic pearls, — his kisses he rocks and rolls my demons, — humanizing them in his arms love take over me with no promises just explosively all his love, — my best outfit... he's mine, — I'm expensive