running with the wolves


running with the wolves
of an exquisite vocabulary,
knight of the pen guided
by the religion of music
it springs up somewhere
in a spectacular ceremony

there, dreams don’t frown
because love’s structure
is painted obsessively
about you about me… both
in a white silence splendor
dripping confidently… lust
✓✍🏻 ;₎₎
un p’tit je ne sais quoi © coco

source📸 google images

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