i think you know

i filled some spaces
with some lovely motley words…
i think you know 'em

stressed but invited
was, — [proofreader of the mood]
my muse's muse, — you

laughing, you played
and showed your amour proper…
cheered me a lot, — cheered

πŸ˜‰

mille fois

universe

Say

one that I want

ain't stopping

hold on

salut

on repeat

thousand love songs