someone to stay…

the gravitation of longing
has taken me somewhere
to the linguistics of one able
to define the hope composed
out of love with music notes
kept for someone to stay
out of sight; this one is you…
hidden in the semiotic shadow
of the universe waiting for me
©ᵏᴼᵏᴼ ↭ un p’tit je ne sais quoi
Vancouver Sleep Clinic

you move me

The surprises are your specialty,
with which you move me. And yet,
I wonder if I’ll mind you, by asking you,
where your thought is gonna hide me?
Could I be a cloud, a flower, a bird or
a certain smile tattooed in your eyes…
©ᵏᴼᵏᴼ ↭ un p’tit je ne sais quoi

Mojo Makers