Nos regards se sont croisés
You make me feel like a croissant,
my name melts in your mouth and I am buttery with smiles and
freshly radiant in summer sunshine
All thought evaporates
with you.
I'll want to have dinner with you someday. The wind chimes overhead
announce your laughter and they know how it feels like to be reaching,
to be made skeletal
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