everybody knows‧‧‧

my eyes sketch noise
scream, — come, love

the mouth bites dreams
salivates, — sip my kiss

the body writes poems
the mind, — gymnastic

i long… i’m in… i need…
instant, you decode me

translating my physic
narrating me exquisite

while others read still
you resolved my puzzle

(lonely) means intimacy
with lost mind inherently

or as everybody knows‧‧‧
it’s a (Fʳⁱᵉⁿᵈ.ʸᵒU.Cᵃⁿ’ᵗ.Kᵉᵉᵖ.)
✓✍🏻 ;₎₎
un p’tit je ne sais quoi © coco

Diana Krall ♪
Karen Souza ♪
cg-art reinterpreted • source 🖌 Mark Arian

endless desires

his pictures have the tempo of the songs,
because, — he said, [that’s what love is…]

look for ’em, his visions said, there’s light
even when your heart is as black as night

a color felt your flamboyant spirit, he said,
why you think my camera got addicted to it

you accompany me everywhere, he said…
you’re more real than any reality could be

you are the spicy smile to my melancholy,
at my question, you’re the answer I avoid

you’re any present I exist, [endless desires],
he said to me, [and me, I did a new playlist]

nobody’s lonely; music’s a sincere audience
✓✍🏻 ;₎₎
un p’tit je ne sais quoi © coco

marathon of dreams
original cg-art

better with butter

his murmur flatters my eardrum unhurriedly
stirring up inside me an insane appetite
[of him]

[and he knows…] [and he doesn’t stop…]

he persists to tender my nerves delicately
cooking ’em better with butter, fancied well


[to me…]

[head up], [I talked enough]; [what about you?]
[truth] or [run run run], [god only knows where]

[just the same, you’ll get back into my arms…]
✓✍🏻 ;₎₎
un p’tit je ne sais quoi © coco

Charles Pasi ♪

deep in the night

i miss you…

un p'tit je ne sais quoi

without any hesitation, deep in the night,
you cuddled in the fountain of my heart

happy there, you whistled and climbed up
till the infinity column of my imagination

excluding the tricks of shadows, I listen to
your crystalline smile’s footsteps, echoing

i miss you… [how could I not?] i love you…
✓✍🏻 ;₎₎
un p’tit je ne sais quoi © coco⁽ᵏᴼᵏᴼ⁾

Etta James ♪

original cg-art

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with you in mind

deep you’re fixed to be

un p'tit je ne sais quoi

I can write to you only about everything I can not tell you…
just enough to not disturb your dreams with me on your site.

I already know your wireless feelings are hidden each night
thru the fated days under the keypad circuits of your inbox.

So deep you’re fixed to be with me as I’m with you in mind.
✓✍🏻 ;₎₎
un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᵏᴼᵏᴼ

Etta James ♪

Photo by Daniel Olah on Unsplash

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haiku poetry

my technology
with his methodology
hot sexology

pfft, love’s poetry
devil’s musicology
omg‘s psychology

mesmerised… [both]
thru focus… -ology in
art’s symbology
✓✍🏻 ;₎₎
un p’tit je ne sais quoi © coco

Marian Hill ♪

across the borders

when longing transfers my miss
others new longs lie down again
cos you inked on my smile’s skin
everything you adore about me

across the borders in elixir’s truth
you’re in my mind even if i think
that you have vanished a little bit
wrapped into a shushed juncture

but what to see, you’re grazing me
with lust sipping my drunken dream
dancing freestyle in a desire’s room
you[kissing me] me[touching you]
✓✍🏻 ;₎₎
un p’tit je ne sais quoi © coco

Júníus Meyvant ♪

contemporary poetry

how does it make you feel

my muse of the muses,

the lure of my demons

the metaphor of metaphors

the surreal of my realities

comment m'aimes-tu maintenant

On any cloud of the sky 
I wrote to you, words 
with the quill of angels 
dipped in the ink of stars, 
using the letters of quasar 
created by my rainbow 
in the curve of your zenith 

On any cloud of the sky 
I got moves of the fantasy 
for the poesy you are, 
my muse of the muses, 
the lure of my demons 
the metaphor of metaphors 
the surreal of my realities 

On any cloud of the sky, 
it’s written by me 
whispers of the universe 
to you, — I Love You 

how does it make you feel¿?

✓✍🏻 ;₎₎

un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᵏᴼᵏᴼ 

Aìr ♪



un p'tit je ne sais quoi

original cg-art ©ᵏᴼᵏᴼun p’tit je ne sais quoi

At this hour like that, the gentleness of the wind flows over me. The entire universe loves me and my shiny fancy outfit is my pajamas. Carefully, I’ve combined a feeling with a word which contains much more philosophy as usually using the power of incantation and the essence of what it is, — quiet and good-natured, alluring and perfidious, honest and open, pompous and mischievous, mute and stubborn having the scent bohème of my beauty and your mystery. All these created our connection letting us make a trip on a route that seems not to be similar but updated facilitating a story already lived and felt next to a new one, which even if it isn’t versed enough influences all those emotional factors that make substantial differences… One more kiss؟? Certain booze has become smoothly extra friendly offering for both…

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