i know it’s good

The morning got lighted up
at the estimated time
having the framed taste of
your planned smile to me…
And yet, I have to complain
because your kiss arrived later,
unpredictable… as always… —
again with a different flavor…
This time was a cosmically kiss
making me talk
in a celestial language.
The shape of my body took the
configuration of your hands.
Everything of my being
is sculpted exactly as it’s your will,
as it’s your entire dream about me…
full of unforeseen… —
And I know, — I know, —
you, — my immortal divinity,
I know it’s good just so…
©ᵏᴼᵏᴼ ↭ un p’tit je ne sais quoi

Roxanne Potvin

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