You feel breezes on your neck
A murmur, a hunt, a peck
Mon oeil pour vous
Shivers crawling in the dark
Thus our distance made more stark
Et je vous veux
You whisper nothing to me
Can't stand the uncertainty
Vous me touchez
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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oui...
un petit frisson dans le dos, avec ces lignes... the only thing I would say here, is that you could have kept going... but it's nicely contained, a little moment all on hits own... nice job again, A.
- blacklightblue

