breathe…


even if
our love use the omerta’s code;
even if
thrills and rhythm of our hearts
in our beauty is in perfect accord;
even if
we breathe exactly as we exist
from dawn till when the night is over;
even if
the longings slide in our meridian
with tender kisses delish-succulent…
as if, — ‘even if’
it’s a vector asking the other
if our passion increased irrefutable
©un-p’tit-je-ne-sais-quoi
TwoFeet │ Fleurie │ Lord Huron

may I have a talk with you


if may I not or if may I have a talk with you
at a future date is too-too difficult to know

the universe isn’t authorized to make noise
about our true feelings of this very present

the dialect of memories can’t be translated
at the absolute value of our reciprocal view

and I’m too sleepy to dream comparatively,
for is love in me even if the outside it’s you
©ᵏᴼᵏᴼ ↭ un p’tit je ne sais quoi

Danny Bryant