silence…here we go

It’s wrong to say, «often», when in fact
you’re coloring constantly your words
in the hue of my dreams provoking me
to paint even the sounds full of passion
and the silence of any hidden thought

Moments are flying with terms gathered
in any instrument that breathes through
the tones of my soul enough to lay them
on the velvety soul of yours manifested
daily in the chromatic of all our galaxy

Without me and you here, we go further
collecting any effect proposed at the level
of art with the opportunity for pigmenting
all our senses using the subtle tint of love,
red, — the-loyal-taboo, — blue as we are
©ᵏᴼᵏᴼ ↭ un p’tit je ne sais quoi

Charles Pasi │ Norman

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