to not stop the insanity of love
a tenderly memories’ cascade
it intones thru veins of a poet
mellowly suspires full of lusts
from elixirs of a laced chalice
guided by the kissing dreams
within the whispers of wishes
a desire triumph in a passion
grounded into a time undirected
longing’s gravity it gesticulates
charming confessions about us
miming geography of our words
…
never problems only work of art
…
un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᶜᵒᶜᵒ ;₎₎
subject, — Each Other by Loui Jover
