ᵉᵛⁱˡ mama
your own you, out of my own asset, it's synonym with the way you love me, it's the anatomy of an imaginary hug, it's our unconsumed touch, it's your way to caress me with the softest appellative, ᵉᵛⁱˡ mama... it's the combination of both of us, the composers of happiness, — me too time too time too... you...
