Fluttering heartbeats
Laid to rest
To a single, unison beat.
Warm fingertips in a
Cold October,
November is your embrace.
Softly yawning sounds of warmth,
Your body is closer now.
Long sleeves and thin ribs,
A song in a foreign tongue:
"Bonjour, mon cœer,
Bonjour mon œil!
Ma toute belle,
Mes délices,
Mon amour..."
