you, — dearest dream,
the one that makes
my physiognomy to be
simultaneously wild and
precious next to you,
what kind of plan
do you have tomorrow,
and how do you intend
to transform me, and in
what kind of language
you’d gonna talk to me,
because mine will be set
in deep blue dialect, as
you, forever to percept me
a gift of love unlimited
©ᵏᴼᵏᴼ ↭ un p’tit je ne sais quoi

Oscar Lang│Sam Evian ft. Kazu Makino│poems of Rumi by Deepak Chopra

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