keep me close


I fed your anemia with the blood of my sun
so you not to be in the darkness anymore

calm, I changed any change of the moon
to write to you the melodies of my soul

delicately, I kissed the lips of your stars
for you to compile me in infinite texts

I smoothed your mind with the petals
of my galaxy to caress your moments

I bit tenderly the questions of your eyes
for you to keep me close with your love

my supreme sin is called hope and hope slips
thru your dreams to make your life sweet

un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᶜᵒᶜᵒ ;₎₎

an ending, a beginning


i’m the kiss
of beautiful dreams, —
i’m the duchess
with the drug of love
on my lips, —
i’m the sacrament
of tender gestures
and luminescence
of eyes’ susurration, —
i’m chiselled
by his envisions
vibrating not only
in my heart
but in any paradigm, —
i’m the goddess
of goddesses, — his…
i am the splendour
of an ending, a beginning
for he’s for me..formidable

un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᶜᵒᶜᵒ ;₎₎

visual art by Loui Jover • subject, — Shine On

velvety skin


his lips stumbled suddenly
by the threshold of my lips,
then, meticulously, —
his love overflowed
without complication,
straight in my heart;
since then we love each other
and oh, what a passion
tenderness formulates
on velvety skin of our love…

un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᶜᵒᶜᵒ ;₎₎

je t’accuse


je t’accuse…

je t’accuse
for stealing my judgment

je t’accuse
for the infinite hours of dreaming

je t’accuse
for how you kiss me

je t’accuse
for the way you touch me

je t’accuse
for how you make me laugh

je t’accuse
for not letting me forget I’m a women

je t’accuse
for the way you feed my spirit

je t’accuse
for the thousands of whispers of love

je t’accuse
for how your blood simmers in my blood

je t’accuse
for you’ve not changed anything at me

je t’accuse
for you love me as I am

je t’accuse
for the way you’re listening to me

je t’accuse
for you never get bored with me

je t’accuse
for the way you make me longing for you

je t’accuse
for how your eyes watch me stealthily

je t’accuse
for the way you wait for me

je t’accuse
for all my orgasms

je t’accuse
for how you’re savoring my scent

je t’accuse
with my lips, with my eyes, with my smile

je t’accuse
with my fears, with my sins

je t’accuse
for how you make me happy

je t’accuse
for the way you make me confess everything

je t’accuse
for how you make me accuse you

je t’accuse
for you don’t accuse me of anything

je t’accuse
for making me fall in love with you

je t’accuse…

je t’accuse
howling

je t’accuse
moaning

je t’accuse
muffling

je t’accuse
naked

je t’accuse…
on you, — je t’accuse

you, —
the most exquisitely one, the muse of mine, —
je t’accuse

un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᶜᵒᶜᵒ ;₎₎

[visual art] subject, — [nothing else matters]•[rien d’autre n’a d’importance] by Suzanne Béland

born in time


in the sky of your dream,
cheery, —
my undulations get relax
in comforting longings

even sky’s teeth are shining
at my contemporary spell
lived
in the company of a few gulls

winter’s flavor, it feels —
its temper, —
the transparency,
provocative tempts my sea

a deep blue one born in time
of a December…
in the sky of your dream
to make you feel my love

un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᶜᵒᶜᵒ ;₎₎

subject, — Rainforest • illustration by Wendy Manzo

happy holidays!


winter holiday is present
waiting for you to hug it
with gentleness,
with the sweetish soul,
with the cheery gaze,
with smoothly thought
in the halo of passion
wrapped and hypnotized
by love, that vital essence
found in each and every,
the one which shaped us
from the early beginning

happy holidays! to you…

un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᶜᵒᶜᵒ ;₎₎ ᴴᵘᵍ

grip of the sun


the rustling of your thought
painted on the canvas of my soul
is like a docile whisper…

and I don’t hide you… —
my heart has deep-rooted on my lip
love… — your love…

and I love you…
but how much I love you[…?], you see,
this poem I didn’t write it yet

it nests in your heart… and beats
…[I don’t know to which side]
but vibrates in the grip of the sun

un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᶜᵒᶜᵒ ;₎₎

i’m into something good


the licks, the riffs, the melodies
identify sounds of today’s treasure
exquisitely advanced just to me

i’m into something good, 🥂😉
tchin-tchin! you know my name,
you called me in your dreams…

ᴴᵘᵍ ;₎₎ ᶜᵒᶜᵒ © un p’tit je ne sais quoi

subject, — Élégante au Chapeau Rose
artwork by Martine Grégoire

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