last night

his fingers drain on the soft skin
of her memories

his tongue sinks into the viaduct
of her mouth

a sweet tender tension springs
in her elastic universe...
 
that's all I saw in the promotion
last night before a movie start

it wasn't bad, but no good either,
[my mind got lingers still on ad]

πŸ˜‰

mille fois

universe

Say

one that I want

ain't stopping

hold on

salut

on repeat

thousand love songs