yellow moon

take a sip of rosy wine built from happy grapes
in one hotty autumn, intentionally to infiltrate in
your blood, like a nervure, to exhaust your spirit
for the photosynthesis of my exquisite essence
in the ray of a yellow moon to shine deep in you

Matt Schofield

the limits

you adapted my body in breeze
felt and seen dancing in waters,
my lips, into moonflower corolla
to bring desires illustrated with
details in navy nuances of sky
as if it was given to you to write
with the ink of your holy visions
and the limits of your will, until
the last sunset last goodbye will
get vanish in a cloud set for it

BLOW — [Kid Francescoli]

Drop here!


here & now, — an-alluring-dream
the breath, — nuance-of-raspberry
arouse me, — the-kiss-is-justified
ludic, as-if-my-thought-is-in-yours
at hour, — i-look-at-you-right-now
caressed, — with Iko-Iko essence
The Belle Stars

Robert Plant 🎈♫♪🎧

❝ Do you gather flowers for me
moving softly through the trees
with the scent against your arms?
Long ago I knew your charms
as I walk through the purple hills 
of soon forgotten know 
my heart was in your hand,
all my heart is in your hand.
Do your lips still call my name?
Would your mouth still taste the same?
There I learned the sweetest words, —
Ooh, what price of mercy, yeah!
Though I steal all across the years
the memory lingers on
with my heart in your hand,
all my heart is in your hand.
Should I fall beside the road
everlasting wandering soul
and the memory sublime?
All my, my heart was there, yeah!
As I walk through the purple hills of long ago
I know my heart was in your hand,
Oooh, all my heart, all my heart… ❞