'50s

gently, touch me, —
(as if you're blind)

ride your lips, —
(on my skin)

arouse my longing, —
(with your kiss)

my lyrical whisper is, —
(your love's escape...)

(somewhere that looks
like '50s)

πŸ“–

mille fois

universe

Say

one that I want

ain't stopping

hold on

salut

on repeat

thousand love songs