vortex


you, in any of my thoughts, kill the silence
with the jaw of the fantasy;

the light of your vocalizes fill the darkness
making saints and devils tremble;

hidden behind a mask, everyone omits
how fragile you are, [hero/antihero at once];

like an insane wildish force of sea’s vortex
is your character acting in the love’s name;

and is, and is not revenge, and is, and is not
justice, but just your elixir, quelling a gaffe;
✓✍🏻 ;₎₎
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one that I want…


Did you ever felt an ineffable pain running thru all your being, like a symbiotic, transforming you into something else, enough to face fighting with your fury & any fear you thought that’s well hidden?

un p'tit je ne sais quoi

On a banal day, everyone you’ll meet will tell you, relax, it’ll pass away. But nobody will say how and when. Me, like everybody, I’m gonna tell you, — I’ve been there. I was confronted with a situation similar to yours… [almost…].
Didn’t you felt first an indescribable pain that ran through your veins and blood, and all your being, working like a symbiotic, trying to transform you into something else, enough to be able to face fighting with your fury, with your weakness, with every fear that you’ve been thought that’s well hidden? [surely, you felt it… surely, you’ve been transfigured…] 
If somebody will tell you that understands you, believe not. It’s far to be similar to something lived by others. You have to resist not to lose your mind. Hold on till will appear that bright day to wake you up. 
Once awakened, you will observe you have…

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king & queen


in love’s realm•••

un p'tit je ne sais quoi

the one I love… the one who loves me… 
and me… know nothing about sex… 
I don’t make fellatio and I don’t get 
cunnilingus… or anything like this… 
we try to discover each other using 
our fingers only to play Remy or Chess… 
other days and nights, we watch just tv… 
or listen to our music, [dancing… rare•ly] 
tonight we will play again on our bed 
Macau, Scrabble, or Chess, of course… 
sipping our juice using more than II tactics 
till we putting ourselves in Checkmate… 
the fantasizing strategy wears our name, 
he’s my king & queen is me in love’s realm 

Jeremiah Johnson ♪

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lovely day


…wrapped in the veil of the songs I listen to

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you’re the one who longs to peel me a grape,
 who sculptures with lips my body’s temple 
 
you’re the sanctuary of my devotion’s stories 
wrapped in the veil of the songs I listen to 
 
you’re the one who sniffs my flower’s murmur 
so uninhibited in your sʰⁱᵗ oᵘᵗ oᶠ lᵒᵛᵉ dialect 
 
you’re the only one with who I have a lovely day
 [et, bien sûr que si…] [je te kiffe de trop…] 
✓✍🏻 ;₎₎ 
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Diana Krall ♪

Jared Dylan ♪

Stacey Kent ♪

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somewhere


an explicit saline councilor
in the deepness of my eyes
sing prominently your song

their treasured susurrations
lean on the pond of my heart,
somewhere in right ventricle

beauty orchestrated by lungs,
like a Scottish bagpipe sound
oxygenates your sensations
✓✍🏻 ;₎₎
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Tommy Castro ♪

adrenaline


at every morning time,
before sniffing out the whispers of the day,
I take my dose of adrenaline, first… [as usually]

the sun, the chirping of the tiny sparrows,
the breeze of the sea, ambient my windowpane

each of them takes care of any part of me
fixing magically, my coiffure, my eyes, my mood

the hugs, the kisses, the virginal giggles
are offered by love’s light who loves bathing in me
✓✍🏻 ;₎₎
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blues won’t leave me alone


I’m busted… in…

un p'tit je ne sais quoi

a number of whispers walk unhindered 
thru the searching realm of my mind
 
they are looking for touching memories
in deeds, without end and beginning
 
every time when it happens, I’m busted…
in blues; [blues won’t leave me alone]
✓✍🏻 ;₎₎
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RSO ♪

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the island


come… — catch out my poetry’s nipples
with the island lips of yours

suck out of it… the rain of my emotions
announced in the forecast of love

any dose will transfer in you the energy
from the nest of my stars

the molecular activity of my atmosphere
is gonna erect your hemisphere

our happiness from the present of now
will immortalize any picture falling down

the vapors of our passion will sign
with pseudo name, — [end of the world]
✓✍🏻 ;₎₎
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Sim Nagai ♪

caress me, baby…


if you wanna, — or…

un p'tit je ne sais quoi

Tenderness, — 
I got to be wrapped… 
Preciousness, — 
wrap me, please… 
I’m cold, — 
Come… — Take me 
 in the season of hell 
with the drunken boat 
of the Rimbaud 
if you wanna, — or… 
in the waste-land 
with the cruelest April
 of Eliot’s, – but come… 
come to caress me, baby
 ✓✍🏻 ;₎₎ 
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love me to death


a passionate spark

un p'tit je ne sais quoi

in my mind [you are] 
a passionate spark 
roving breathlessly 
in my heated blood 
to prove that I’m not, 
[not an easy love…] 
but which stirs you up 
for you’re watching me, 
you watch me I dance
 dancing in your dream 
 faithful like a wolf… 
✓✍🏻 ;₎₎ 
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The Mission ♪

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Salut


😉😘💕✨

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Cocktail Girl by Dita Omuri reinterpreted by me
Mon esprit est comme une prostituée… — 
Si je cherche quelque chose, — y a-t-il… 
Toute réponse est montrée et offerte à moi 
en détail par charme magique de l’univers 
dans mon temps présent, si bien monopolisé 
quelque part dans le passé, où mes actions 
ont déjà transpiré, et où j’ai payé nombreux 
hommages en pièces d’amour, convertie en 
l’office de change d’une galaxie avec mon 
✓✍🏻 ;₎₎ 
 

Joe Dassin

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dangerous woman


my thrills are dancing with my muse in the ink’s spell
the ink’s spell is choreographed in my fantasy’s arena
my fantasy’s arena is titled, — un p’tit je ne sais quoi
un p’tit je ne sais quoi is the meaning of the one I love
the one I love bears the essence of my dreams’ attire
my dreams’ attire designed me as a dangerous woman
dangerous woman for some, — black sheep for others
✓✍🏻 ;₎₎
un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᶜᵒᶜᵒ

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Bardot & The Blue Bloods ♪

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