when I hold you


un p'tit je ne sais quoi

the moon vibe brought me your quiet longing 
transformed your whispers in its shine 
leaned a ray similarly with the color of your eyes 
changed the fever of my thoughts 
when I hold you in my dreams, you to breath 
to feel you… to be inside me continuously 

The Parakit ft. Alden Jacob

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look at here, on this wordpress board,
a frog plays on the guitar
something hard to understand
using the language of trod

everybody gets together
insects, martins, butterflies
mumbling, babbling, croak-croak-croak
oy-vey, — they missed an octave

un p’tit je ne sais quoi © coco ;))


Acacia honey, a bit… mon amour 🙂
Cigarettes and coffee as refinement
Ravishing smile, orgasmic, carnal and
Otis Redding with his repertoire…

Sunday’s music, divine ammunition
The tactic’s romance, and concomitant
invite us to hope never giving up
Chic is the acrostic and triumph of love

un p’tit je ne sais quoi © coco ;))