my steps sound in the rhythm of your thoughts
thoughts that are calling me out in your dreams
dreams that have velvety skin kissed smoothly
by a gentle and alluring sweet violets perfume
charming attached at the voice of a nightingale
on the fold of the stars and moon’s wrist drunk
with its abandon thru the lust of our carnalities
✓✍🏻 ;₎₎
un p’tit je ne sais quoi © coco

visual art • Little Love n Hope by Loui Jover

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

get your mouth to my left ear
kiss the murmurs that it hears
at classy hours of inked dreams

mildly, put your lips on my thrill,
you, full delight in a psychotic ripple
savoring a demiurgic bohemian call

take a frenetically moment of magic
to get slowly drowning into my ecstasy
lushly poetized in a renewed burst
✓✍🏻 ;₎₎
un p’tit je ne sais quoi © coco