control


©ᵏᴼᵏᴼ originally published on — un p’tit je ne sais quoi

control


My eyes are open but I’m not awake…
What you put on me, what kind of spell
you used or when you did it has no point
to ask. Under a kind of a velvety mask,
everybody’s you but you’re not everybody.
You’re Santas on the cell phone incarnated.
You’re the one that knows how to control
my fantasies, even if all seems mastered
by chirrup of the birds, the sound of stars, or
the fruity air, the oozed water on my body
or those soothing caresses of wildflowers.
You’re all I need. All I need isn’t just love.
©ᵏᴼᵏᴼ ↭ un p’tit je ne sais quoi

Fiona Boyes │ Jill Fulton │ Garrett Kato │ King Bee & the Stingers