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

[expertly…]

[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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omg


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 ♪

conquistadora


a woman is not conquered just once,
must be conquered every day…

un p'tit je ne sais quoi

— approximately, how many times
a woman has to be conquered¿?
— a woman is like a chateau…
has many locked rooms… has a wing
on a side in which she keeps locked
the memories… also, has a tower
where she’s keeping some hopes,
hopes which are afraid to fly away…
a woman is not conquered just once,
must be conquered every day…

✓✍🏻 ;₎₎

un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᵏᴼᵏᴼ 

Paul Rodgers

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touch


un p'tit je ne sais quoi

comforted in your maverick thoughts 
my emotions transpire desire 

my pheromones sprout inside you 
an impregnate passion 

all the love of mine is on your lips, — 
charmed, you touch yourself, — instantly 

in our feverish nest, we meet 
✓✍🏻 ;₎₎ 
un p’tit je ne sais quoi © coco 

Big Wilde ♪ Poolside

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quelque chose


petit…

I anchored my dream
in the garden of your soul

flexible, your heart
sloped its pulse to mine

ebullient, our blood begun
ce petit quelque chose

 the flirty poem was spread
fulfilling in our longing
✓ ;₎₎
un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᶜᵒᶜᵒ

Carla Bruni ♪

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