temperature


the taste from your mouth
is combining with the taste of my dream

my dream longs for you to watch me
happily, tenderly, caressingly, madly

madly you to listen to my velvety voice
my playfully smile..biting your longing lips

lips contoured by the temperature
of your whispers circulating unimpeded

unimpeded… kissing delicately my valleys
my mountains, my rivers, my flowery

flowery thoughts shining through my eyes
chiseled by the sublime waves of your love

un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᶜᵒᶜᵒ ;₎₎

instinct


hands of your thoughts
took the hands of my thoughts
looking for love

the alive light of your eyes
got entwined natural
in devouring light of my eyes

the champaigns, valleys, and
mountains of my body
are uttering unuttered poems

happiness exerts
in our lust and longing
using the instinct vocal cords
of our dangerous gift, —
life…

un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᶜᵒᶜᵒ ;₎₎

guiding light


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un p'tit je ne sais quoi

originally published on — un p’tit je ne sais quoi

I am not under your spell
for in my constellation, love
scanned by a guiding light
created alluring fantasies
with the geometrical scent
architectured by your smile
in my tomorrow’s thoughts
patiently calculated for you

©ᵏᴼᵏᴼ ↭ un p’tit je ne sais quoi

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lilac wine



You showed me the bright side of yours. But
me, — I felt shined just on your obscurest side.
Hopes, entwined, got held tight on both sides.
In the dark in the light, panting and shivering
for an idea drawn in the whispers of our spirit.
I thought. I tried… You tried… Our mind voice
rose all the octaves once… twice… and again.
Suddenly, you were lured to get in a vortex.
A shift to reverse was your bet at a midnight.
Light of abandon, your trophy… — lilac wine…
[sweet—heady—unsteady, where’s my love?]
 …
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