special K


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I’m gonna be home for the holidays.
The sweet figurines of chocolate with
colorful taste, the candies, and cakes
moistened gallantly will aromatize
the house with traditional specialties
created in my agnostically language
to bring the balance in contrast with
sacred liqueurs of gods which have
the aim to cherish this treasured day
as each moment to be manifested
in the fluid harmony of music with
funny steps gently pirouetted in front
of smiles and tender gestures adapted
in the special K manner of the event.
©ᵏᴼᵏᴼ ↭ un p’tit je ne sais quoi
Eric Clapton

rollin with he flow │ say, can you hear

kingston │ illusion

tender love │ wild love

medicine woman │ special K

│ Kurt Vile │ Men I Trust │ Faye Webster │ Olive B │
│ Meshell Ndegeocello │ Ashley Monroe │ Robert Finley │ Placebo │

candlelight


Take out from my hair and from wherever 
the guiltiness sentiments of yours towards me. 
I know that candlelight becomes itself the sun 
for enlightening the darkest hours, and then, 
to bring the shine of my love to you, and 
the feelings with all images out of the past, 
with fairy tales and laughter and where 
any obsession was meant to heal any wound 
created by incertitude, or blame, or crush 
and sleepless nights or an imaginary kiss.
Take out from my hair and from wherever 
the guiltiness sentiments of yours towards me. 
Don’t you remember when I told you that 
the mystery of the night can be whenever…
in the middle of the day or at any hour¿? 
So let’s devouring and to spend our love… 
let’s be lovers tonight, ha, what you say?
©ᵏᴼᵏᴼ ↭ un p’tit je ne sais quoi

Jack Savoretti │ Lo Moon │ Hunnah │ Thomas Reid, Monty Datta
Vök │ Rea Garvey