here we go… [again…]


[with every ray…]

are sparkling the summer’s earrings
in the altar of the wind
where my fancy loves to rose and fell
like the poetry in motion

is sparkling even the heel of the time
and it melts arrogance
with the sheer light behind my eyelids
coordinated by memories’ bible

[with every ray…] [again and again…]
✓✍🏻 ;₎₎
un p’tit je ne sais quoi © coco

Ray Charles ♪ Norah Jones

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